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       Marvin Dana

      The Lake Mystery

      Published by Good Press, 2019

       [email protected]

      EAN 4057664647665

       PROLOGUE THE MISER

       CHAPTER I ADVENTURERS’ PACT

       CHAPTER II THE SECRETARY

       CHAPTER III THE ASSEMBLING

       CHAPTER IV EVE OF BATTLE

       CHAPTER V THE SEARCH BEGINS

       CHAPTER VI THE SIXTH SENSE

       CHAPTER VII HAPHAZARD QUESTING

       CHAPTER VIII IN THE RECESS

       CHAPTER IX THE GOLD SONG

       CHAPTER X IN THE WOOD

       CHAPTER XI THE SHOT

       CHAPTER XII THE SECRET VAULT

       CHAPTER XIII THE CLUE

       CHAPTER XIV THE EPISODE OF THE LAUNCH

       CHAPTER XV THE CHART

       CHAPTER XVI THE HOLD

       CHAPTER XVII MASTERS AGAIN

       CHAPTER XVIII DUX FACTI FEMINA

       CHAPTER XIX IN THE CAVERN

       CHAPTER XX THE EVENTS OF A NIGHT

       CHAPTER XXI THE FIRST PIT

       CHAPTER XXII THE OTHER PASSAGE

       CHAPTER XXIII THE BLAST

       CHAPTER XXIV ENTOMBED

       CHAPTER XXV TO THE CHIMNEY

       CHAPTER XXVI IN THE DARK

      THE LAKE MYSTERY

       THE MISER

       Table of Contents

      THE Dresden clock on the mantel struck twelve in soft, slow, golden notes. As the gentle echoes died away, Horace Abernethey, sitting huddled in a morris chair before the fire of logs, stirred feebly. Presently, he sat erect, moving clumsily, with the laboriousness of senility. But there was nothing of the aged in the glances of his keen, dark eyes, which shone forth brightly from out the pallid parchment of his face. His intent gaze darted first toward the clock, to verify the hour of which the gong had given warning; it went next to the closed window on the right of the fireplace, over which the shades had not been drawn. The unsheltered panes were spangled with raindrops, and, as he watched, a new gust beat its tattoo on the glass. The old man drew down the tip of his thin, beaklike nose in a curious movement of disgust, then stroked petulantly the white cascade of beard that flowed to his bosom.

      “Curse such weather!” He snarled, in a voice querulous and shrill with years. He stood up with sudden alertness, surprising after his first awkward slowness; a brisk gesture of the head threw back from his face the luxuriant white curls of hair. “But, in spite of it, I must go again, and so make an end of the job—else—death might take me unawares.”

      Abernethey glanced aimlessly about the long, low-ceiled room, now lighted only by the glow from the fire. After a little, he advanced to the center, where a concert-grand piano dominated the scene. In a moment more, he had lighted the tall lamp that stood at hand. A sheet of music in manuscript was lying on the rack. He seized this, and scanned it eagerly, muttering the while.

      “Curious it should work out so,” he exclaimed, at last; “curious, and infernally clever, too!” He seated himself before the instrument, still holding communion with his thoughts. “Yes, it will do—capitally—and it has the spirit of the thing. It chants the curse.”

      Suddenly, as he ceased speaking, the old man lifted his arms in a quick, graceful movement. The long, clawlike fingers, supple still, fell vehemently on the keys, in a clamor of melancholy music. There was only a single strain of melody—that written on the page before him; but he played it again and again, as if obsessed by its weird rhythm, played it blatantly, tenderly, with reluctant slowness, with masterful swiftness. And, as he went on and on, he abandoned the simplicity of the written score. In its stead, he multiplied harmonies, superimposed innumerable variations. The musical rapture revealed the decrepit old man as a virtuoso. The treatment of the theme showed him to be at once the scholar and the creature of vivid emotional imagination, while the physical interpretation of the dreaming that drove him on displayed a technique astonishing in one so burdened with years.

      But

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