"Good-bye for eternity!" we heard her sob.
Pledged to the Dead
for more than a century, and of the striking death that
menaced him—a story of Jules de Grandin
The autumn dusk had stained the sky with shadows and orange oblongs traced the windows in my neighbors' homes as Jules de Grandin and I sat sipping kaiserschmarrn and coffee in the study after dinner. "Mon Dieu" the little Frenchman sighed, "I have the mal du pays, my friend. The little children run and play along the roadways at Saint Cloud, and on the Ile de France the
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