"I will teach you to love me," he cried.
THE GRAIN OF DUST
A NOVEL
BY DAVID GRAHAM PHILLIPS
ILLUSTRATED BY A.B. WENZELL
1911
Contents
I II III IV V VI VII VIII IX X XI
XII XIII XIV XV XVI XVII XVIII XIX XX XXI XXII
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
"'I will teach you to love me,' he cried."
"'You won't make an out-and-out idiot of yourself, will you Ursula?'"
"'It has killed me,' he groaned."
"She glanced complacently down at her softly glistening shoulders."
"'Father ... I have asked you not to interfere between Fred and me.'"
"Evidently she had been crying."
"At Josephine's right sat a handsome young foreigner."
THE GRAIN OF DUST
I
Into the offices of Lockyer, Sanders, Benchley, Lockyer & Norman,corporation lawyers, there drifted on a December afternoon a girl insearch of work at stenography and typewriting. The firm was about themost important and most famous—radical orators often said infamous—inNew York. The girl seemed, at a glance, about as unimportant and obscurean atom as the city hid in its vast ferment. She was blonde—tawny hair,fair skin, blue eyes. Aside from this hardly conclusive mark of identitythere was nothing positive, nothing definite, about her. She was neithertall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither grave nor ga