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Sat Apr 01 05:56:19 2017 1 The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Black Cross, by Olive M.
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Briggs Release Date: April 30, 2007 [EBook #21259] Language: English Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE BLACK CROSS *** Produced by Al Haines [Frontispiece: -Ah, mein Gott!- he cried, -It is Kaya!-] THE BLACK CROSS BY OLIVE M.
BRIGGS _Frontispiece by_ SIGISMOND DE IVANOWSKI NEW YORK MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY 1909 Copyright, 1909, by Sat Apr 01 05:56:19 2017 2 MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY NEW YORK Published, February, 1909 to YAPHAH THE BLACK CROSS PART I CHAPTER I It was night in St.
The moon was high in the heavens, and the domes, crowned with a fresh diadem of snow, glittered with a dazzling whiteness.
In the side streets the shadows were heavy, the faades of the great palaces casting strange and dark reflections upon the pavement; but the main thoroughfares were streaked as with silver, while along the quay all was bright and luminous as at noontide, the Neva asleep like a frozen Princess under a breast-plate of shimmering ice. The wind was cold, the air frosty and gay with tinkling sleigh-bells. A constant stream of people in sledges and on foot filled the Morskaa, hurrying in the one direction.
The great Square of the Marinski was alive with a moving, jostling throng, surging backwards and forwards before the steps of the Theatre like waves on a rock; a gay, well-dressed, chattering multitude, eager to present their tickets, or buy them as the case might be, and enter the gaping doors into the brilliantly lighted foyer beyond. It was ballet night, but for the first time in the memory of the Theatre no ballet was to ...

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