The Jewel of Seven Stars

The Jewel of Seven Stars

by Bram Stoker
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The Jewel of Seven Stars by Bram Stoker

It all seemed so real that I could hardly imagine that it had ever occurred before; and yet each episode came, not as a fresh step in the logic of things, but as something expected. It is in such a wise that memory plays its pranks for good or ill; for pleasure or pain; for weal or woe. It is thus that life is bittersweet, and that which has been done becomes eternal.
Again, the light skiff, ceasing to shoot through the lazy water as when the oars flashed and dripped, glided out of the fierce July sunlight into the cool shade of the great drooping willow branches—I standing up in the swaying boat, she sitting still and with deft fingers guarding herself from stray twigs or the freedom of the resilience of moving boughs. Again, the water looked golden-brown under the canopy of translucent green; and the grassy bank was of emerald hue. Again, we sat in the cool shade, with the myriad noises of nature both without and within our bower merging into that drowsy hum in whose sufficing environment the great world with its disturbing trouble, and its more disturbing joys, can be effectually forgotten. Again, in that blissful solitude the young girl lost the convention of her prim, narrow upbringing, and told me in a natural, dreamy way of the loneliness of her new life. With an undertone of sadness she made me feel how in that spacious home each one of the household was isolated by the personal magnificence of her father and herself; that there confidence had no altar, and sympathy no shrine; and that there even her father's face was as distant as the old country life seemed now. Once more, the wisdom of my manhood and the experience of my years laid themselves at the girl's feet. It was seemingly their own doing; for the individual "I" had no say in the matter, but only just obeyed imperative orders. And once again the flying seconds multiplied themselves endlessly. For it is in the arcana of dreams that existences merge and renew themselves, change and yet keep the same—like the soul of a musician in a fugue. And so memory swooned, again and again, in sleep.
It seems that there is never to be any perfect rest. Even in Eden the snake rears its head among the laden boughs of the Tree of Knowledge. The silence of the dreamless night is broken by the roar of the avalanche; the hissing of sudden floods; the clanging of the engine bell marking its sweep through a sleeping American town; the clanking of distant paddles over the sea… . Whatever it is, it is breaking the charm of my Eden. The canopy of greenery above us, starred with diamond-points of light, seems to quiver in the ceaseless beat of paddles; and the restless bell seems as though it would never cease… .
All at once the gates of Sleep were thrown wide open, and my waking ears took in the cause of the disturbing sounds. Waking existence is prosaic enough—there was somebody knocking and ringing at someone's street door.
I was pretty well accustomed in my Jermyn Street chambers to passing sounds; usually I did not concern myself, sleeping or waking, with the doings, however noisy, of my neighbours. But this noise was too continuous, too insistent, too imperative to be ignored. There was some active intelligence behind that ceaseless sound; and some stress or need behind the intelligence. I was not altogether selfish, and at the thought of someone's need I was, without premeditation, out of bed.
Instinctively I looked at my watch. It was just three o'clock; there was a faint edging of grey round the green blind which darkened my room. It was evident that the knocking and ringing were at the door of our own house; and it was evident, too, that there was no one awake to answer the call. I slipped on my dressing-gown and slippers, and went down to the hall door. When I opened it there stood a dapper groom, with one hand pressed unflinchingly on the electric bell whilst with the other he raised a ceaseless clangour with the knocker. The instant he saw me the noise ceased; one hand went up instinctively to the brim of his hat, and the other produced a letter from his pocket. A neat brougham was opposite the door, the horses were breathing heavily as though they had come fast. A policeman, with his night lantern still alight at his belt, stood by, attracted to the spot by the noise.
"Beg pardon, sir, I'm sorry for disturbing you, but my orders was imperative; I was not to lose a moment, but to knock and ring till someone came. May I ask you, sir, if Mr. Malcolm Ross lives here?"
"I am Mr. Malcolm Ross."
"Then this letter is for you, sir, and the bro'am is for you too, sir!"

Product Details

BN ID: 2940149055630
Publisher: Hillside Publishing
Publication date: 01/13/2015
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
File size: 254 KB

About the Author

Abraham "Bram" Stoker (November 8, 1847 – April 20, 1912) was an Irish writer, best remembered as the author of the influential horror novel Dracula. Source: Wikipedia
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The Jewel of Seven Stars (Barnes & Noble Digital Library) 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 20 reviews.
USCgrad76 More than 1 year ago
From the author of Dracula. Set in England, the curse of an Egyptian female mummy haunts a collector who follows clues to undo the curse. A bit weak on the ending.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Great beginning, but fell short. Kept skipping around waiting for something to happen, which took a very long time (too much nonessential detail). Only finished the book because of who the author was, otherwise would have given up. Uneventful ending you could easily predict 1/3 of the way into it.(Boring read.)
Guest More than 1 year ago
I liked this better than Stoker's Dracula...but, then, i like mummies better than vampires. This is well written with very nice phrasing. Keeps you on the edge of your seat. A must for anyone who likes ancient Egypt.
Guest More than 1 year ago
The movie 'The Mummy' was made after this book, and the books great if you like mummies strangling people and all that. I you could have selective amnesia you could enjoy the suspense of it, but since most peolple have heard of 'The Mummy' know the mummy's the one killing people, it ruins the surprise.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A relative of Stoker said that he never had the time to hone his skills. It shows. He has a great idea, but he handles it badly. It seems that he had no help from an editor, either. Nevertheless, it's a fun idea and a fairly quick read. The B and N edition is laid out well, and not very expensive.
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A wonderful read it was just what i thought it would be. very good story line very developed caricatures and setting will read will enjoy this book.
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barpal More than 1 year ago
The film THE AWAKENING starring Charlton Heston is directly based on this book.
EricFL More than 1 year ago
Great book, kept me interested for the entire story. 1800's mummy/magic/mystery. The ending will keep you guessing.
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Guest More than 1 year ago
this is a good book if you like horror stories or ones with mummies. This is a book about a man trying to help the father of a woman who he likes when he is harmed mysteriously in a room of Egyptian artifacts. The suspense keeps you going all the way to the end. The end of the story will suprise you!
Guest More than 1 year ago
The novel creates a very surreal dreamlike atmosphere and I think purposely overlooks explaining some details in order to draw the reader trance-like into the events that are overwhelming the characters. It is not the absolute masterpiece that 'Dracula' is, but it is a very unique and well worth reading tale of supernatural intrigue.
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