Moonbeams from the Larger Lunac

house ever pictured in words. From the customs wharf de Vere is driven in a taxi to the Belmont. Here he engages a room; here, too, he sleeps; here also, though

iful creature whom he had met on the steamer and whom he had lost from sight in the aigrette dep

o de Vere by the Third Assistant Head Waiter of the Belmont. It is addressed in a lady's hand. He tears it open.

ss. The portion of the novel which follows is perhaps the most notable part of it. It is this part of the chapter which the Hibbe

at in one of the deep leather armchairs of the luxurious office of Mr. Ove

Is life, after all, merely a series of immaterial phenomena, self-develo

nd throw it out of the window, and then went on, spea

the hypothesis of a self-explanatory consciousness be rejected? In how far are w

he was a University man, fresh from the examination h

ght. You mean-to what extent are we prepared to

, if at all, do we substantiate the Ka

for what reasons [naming them] must we r

"And why, if at all, does Bergsonian il

both

n. There was great we

ne, does it n

ama two per cent. gold bonds and

!" he muttered. He exten

he said, "or shall

e Vere quietly; "they are

any one to share it. But come," he continued, "I fear I am sadly lacking in the duties of international hospitality. I am forgetting what I owe to Anglo-Am

cent Riverside Drive towards Mr. Overgold's home. On the way Mr. Overgold pointed out various objects of interest,-Grant's tomb, L

hall fitted on every side with almost priceless objets d'art and others, ushered to

already seated at the ta

e was eno

ned quest. A rich lunch-gown was girdled ab

out her ha

he multimillionair

de Vere-