The Fanatics
- ISBN-10
- 1230275193
- ISBN-13
- 9781230275192
- Series
- The Fanatics
- Pages
- 64
- Language
- English
- Published
- 2013-09
- Publisher
- Theclassics.Us
- Author
- Paul Laurence Dunbar
Description
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1901 edition. Excerpt: ... as a leper's, and even the empty sleeve, the badge of honor to so many of them, would read only to these people, "Unclean, unclean." He was bending his steps towards his father's house, absorbed in bitter thoughts, when a sort of divination, rather than the appearance of things roused him from his revery. He looked around upon the place, the houses, the lawns, and then a lighted window caught his eye and he realized that he was passing Bradford Waters' house. "I wonder if she is back at home?" he said. "I caused her so much grief." He passed through the gate, and crept up to the window. The light shone through a thin shade, but he could see nothing within the house. After a short while, however, he heard the sound of women's voices, and one was hers. Without warning, all the pent-up feeling of the past three years burst forth in the cry, " Mary!" "What's that?" cried some one within, but there was no answer save the hurried tread of feet across the floor. Aware of what he had done, he was hurrying away, when the front door was thrown open, and he saw her before him standing in a flood of light. Then he could not go. He stood transfixed until she walked down the steps to him crying," Robert, Robert, I was sure you would come!" And all he could do was to bow his head and murmur, "Thank God." She took him by the hand and led him into the house, he unresisting. "Here is Robert," she said to Nannie. "Did I not tell you he would come?" "Yes, and I am glad with you." Her greeting of Robert was tender, almost sisterly. As soon as she could do so tactfully, she left the room, and Van Doren's glance followed her questioningly. He could not understand her subdued manner, her sad face. Mary saw the look in his eyes and asked, "Do you not know, ...
