Arthur Stringer,
The Anatomy of Love — Chapter 3
(1916)
“ The quiet life of the country had much to be said in its favor. For a moment he almost envied Shotwell, his old friend who had been dean of the same “residence,” had lectured in the same halls, and had worried along on the same frugal salary. But seven years before, the older man had startled both Amboro and the outer world by the unexpected publication of his romantic novel, “Princess Impossible.” ”
Arthur Stringer,
The Anatomy of Love — Chapter 3
(1916)
“ It was not that he was so match afraid of women—he prided himself that he knew them too well for that—it was more that he was afraid of his own racial instincts, calling to him so arbitrarily out of the tomb of the past. ”
Arthur Stringer,
The Anatomy of Love — Chapter 3
(1916)
“ Even as he spoke, a team of prancing bays, with heads high and ears forward, emerged from the shadow of the willows. Macraven looked at them with gathering distrust. The youth who was holding the reins could have been little more than twelve or thirteen years of age. The professor promptly decided that if only four miles separated him from the Shotwell farm, he preferred to walk. “Air yuh the man from Amboro they was lookin' for yisterday?” ”
