Chains Was Ascending The Unforgiving Heights Of Fashion

Chains Was Ascending The Unforgiving Heights Of Fashion

He wore a broad-brimmed black hat over a curly brown wig, and he had enough sweat running down his face to refill at least one of the city’s canals. Locke was dressed far more comfortably, in a simple white doublet, black breeches, and respectable shoes. Chains was...
The King Had Left Whitehall

The King Had Left Whitehall

Since then the progress has taken in a swathe of the western counties; the Cromwell aides, having finished up the king’s business at the London end, met up with the royal train in mid-August. The king and his companions sleep sound in new houses of rosy brick,...
It Was Some Foul Parody

It Was Some Foul Parody

He had never done that. Still, it was his own picture. He knew it, and he felt as if his blood had changed in a moment from fire to sluggish ice. His own picture! What did it mean? Why had it altered? He turned and looked at Dorian Gray with the eyes of a sick man....
The Solemn Butler Knew And Welcomed Him

The Solemn Butler Knew And Welcomed Him

He was subjected to no stage of delay, but ushered direct from the door to the dining-room where Dr. Lanyon sat alone over his wine. This was a hearty, healthy, dapper, red-faced gentleman, with a shock of hair prematurely white, and a boisterous and decided manner....