CHAPTER IV. A QUESTION OF VALUATION
CHAPTER IX. ON ITS MAJESTY'S SERVICE
CHAPTER X. MISS LADY OF THE STAIR
CHAPTER XI. COLONEL CALVIN BLOUNT'S PROPOSAL
CHAPTER XIII. JOHN DOE vs. Y.V.R.R.
CHAPTER XVI. THE TRAVELING BAG
CHAPTER XVII. MISS LADY AND HENRY DECHERD
CHAPTER I. THE MAKING OF THE WILDERNESS
CHAPTER I. EDDRING, AGENT OF CLAIMS
CHAPTER II. THE OPINIONS OF CALVIN BLOUNT
CHAPTER III. REGARDING LOUISE LOISSON
CHAPTER IV. THE RELIGION OF JULES V DISCOVERY
CHAPTER VIII. THE STOLEN STEAMBOAT
CHAPTER XII. THE HOUSE OF HORROR
CHAPTER XIII. THE NIGHT IN THE FOREST
CHAPTER XVII. THE LAW OF THE LAND
CHAPTER XVIII. MISS LADY AT THE BIG HOUSE
CHAPTER XIX. THREE LADIES LOUISE
CHAPTER XX. THE LID OF THE GRAVE
CHAPTER XXI. THE RED RIOT OF YOUTH
CHAPTER XXII. AMENDE HONORABLE
Of Miss Lady, whom it involved in mystery, and of John Eddring, gentleman of the South, who read its deeper meaning
MISS LADY
BOOK I
Chapter I. MISS LADY
Ah, but it was a sweet and wonderful thing to see Miss Lady dance, a strange and wondrous thing! She was so sweet, so strong, so full of grace, so like a bird in all her motions! Now here, now there, and back again, her feet scarce touching the floor, her loose skirt, held out between her dainty fingers, resembling wings, she swam through the air, up and down the room of the old plantation house, as though she were indeed the creature of an element wherein all was imponderable, light and free of hampering influences. Darting, nodding, beckoning, courtesying to something that she saw — it must have moved you to applause, had you seen Miss Lady dance! You might have been restrained by the feeling that this was almost too unreal, too unusual, this dance of the young girl, all alone, in front of the great mirror which faithfully gave back the passing, flying figure line for line, flush for flush, one bosom-heave for that of the other. Yet the tall white lilies in the corner saw; and the tall white birds, one on each side of the great cheval glass, saw also, but fluttered not; since a lily and a stork and a maiden may each be tall and white, and each may understand the other subtly.
Miss Lady stood at length, tall and white, her cheeks rosy withal, her blown brown hair pushed back a bit, one hand lightly resting on her bosom, looking — looking into