The Ne'er-Do-Well. Rex Beach

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       Rex Beach

      The Ne'er-Do-Well

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4064066247959

Table of Contents

       THE NE'ER-DO-WELL

       I

       II

       III

       IV

       V

       VI

       VII

       VIII

       IX

       X

       XI

       XII

       XIII

       XIV

       XV

       XVI

       XVII

       XVIII

       XIX

       XX

       XXI

       XXII

       XXIII

       XXIV

       XXV

       XXVI

       XXVII

       XXVIII

       XXIX

       XXX

      I. VICTORY

      II. THE TRAIL DIVIDES

      III. A GAP

      IV. NEW ACQUAINTANCES

      V. A REMEDY IS PROPOSED

      VI. IN WHICH KIRK ANTHONY IS GREATLY SURPRISED

      VII. THE REWARD OF MERIT

      VIII. EL COMANDANTE TAKES A HAND

      IX. SPANISH LAW

      X. A CHANGE OF PLAN

      XI. THE TRUTH ABOUT MRS. CORTLANDT

      XII. A NIGHT AT TABOGA

      XIII. CHIQUITA

      XIV. THE PATH THAT LED NOWHERE

      XV. ALIAS JEFFERSON LOCKE

      XVI. "8838"

      XVII. GARAVEL THE BANKER

      XVIII. THE SIEGE OF MARIA TORRES

      XIX. "LA TOSCA"

      XX. AN AWAKENING

      XXI. THE REST OF THE FAMILY

      XXII. A CHALLENGE AND A CONFESSION

      XXIII. A PLOT AND A SACRIFICE

      XXIV. A BUSINESS PROPOSITION

      XXV. CHECKMATE!

      XXVI. THE CRASH

      XXVII. A QUESTION

      XXVIII. THE ANSWER

      XXIX. A LAST APPEAL

      XXX. DARWIN K ANTHONY

      THE NE'ER-DO-WELL

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      VICTORY

      It was a crisp November night. The artificial brilliance of Broadway was rivalled by a glorious moonlit sky. The first autumn frost was in the air, and on the side-streets long rows of taxicabs were standing, their motors blanketed, their chauffeurs threshing their arms to rout the cold. A few well-bundled cabbies, perched upon old-style hansoms, were barking at the stream of hurrying pedestrians. Against a background of lesser lights myriad points of electric signs flashed into everchanging shapes, winking like huge, distorted eyes; fanciful designs of liquid fire ran up and down the walls or blazed forth in lurid colors. From the city's canons came an incessant clanging roar, as if a great river of brass and steel were grinding its way toward the sea.

      Crowds began to issue from the theatres, and the lines of waiting vehicles broke up, filling the streets with the whir of machinery and the clatter of hoofs. A horde of shrill-voiced urchins pierced the confusion, waving their papers and screaming the football scores at the tops of their lusty lungs, while above it all rose the hoarse tones of carriage callers, the commands of traffic officers, and the din of street-car gongs.

      In the lobby of one of the playhouses a woman paused to adjust her wraps, and, hearing the cries of the newsboys, petulantly exclaimed:

      "I'm absolutely sick of football. That performance during the third act was enough to disgust