Silver Heels

Definition and stakes

Portrait of Robert W. Chambers Robert W. Chambers,  Cardigan

“ Where was Silver Heels? Why had she never come to me? How came I here? Where was Jack Mount and Cade Renard? And Sir William, where was he that he came not near me—me who had lain sick unto death in his service and for his sake?
Dread numbed me; I strove to call, but my dumb lips froze; I strove to rise, and found my body wrecked in bed without power, without sense, a helpless, inert thing between two sheets.
Why was I here? Why was I alive if aught had harmed Silver Heels? God! And I safe here in bed? Where was she? Where was she? Dead? Why do they not tell me?
”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Robert W. Chambers Robert W. Chambers,  Cardigan

“ It is the instinct of chivalry, latent in the roughest of us, and which, in extreme youth, first manifests as patronage. Thus, walking with Silver Heels I unburdened my heart, telling her that I too had been in love, that the object of my respectful passion was one Marie Livingston, who would undoubtedly be mine at some distant date. I revealed my desire to see Silver Heels suitably plighted, drawing a pleasing portrait of an imaginary suitor who should fill all requirements. ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Robert W. Chambers Robert W. Chambers,  Cardigan

“ Certainly she had Silver Heels's voice, and her trick of widening her eyes, too, for now she perceived me, and—
"Why, Micky!" she cried.
"Silver Heels!" I stammered, striving to believe my eyes. What miracle of miracles had set her to grow tall and turn into a woman in a single week? 100
I stared almost piteously at her, trying to find my own familiar comrade in this whispering shower of silk and ribbon, this delicate stranger, smiling breathlessly at me with sparkling teeth set on the edge of her painted fan.
”
Source: Gutenberg

Get perspective with Kwize: daily news enlightened by great literature