In Which a Long Name is Bestowed Upon a Beautiful Baby; and in Which a
Letter in a Long Envelope Brings Freedom to Mary.
CHAPTER XVII
In Which an Artist Finds What All His Life He Has Been Looking For; and
in Which He Speaks of a Little Saint in Red.
CHAPTER XVIII
In Which Mary Writes of the Workaday World; and in Which Roger Writes
of the Dreams of a Boy.
CHAPTER XIX
In Which Porter Plants an Evil Seed Which Grows and Flourishes, and in
Which Ghosts Rise and Confront Mary.
CHAPTER XX
In Which Mary Faces the Winter of Her Discontent; and in Which Delilah
Sees Things in a Crystal Ball.
CHAPTER XXI
In Which a Little Lady in Black Comes to Washington to Witness the
Swearing-in of a Gentleman and a Scholar.
CHAPTER XXII
In Which the Garden Begins to Bloom; and in Which Roger Dreamt.
CHAPTER XXIII
In Which Little-Lovely Leila Looks Forward to the Month of May; and in
Which Barry Rides Into a Town With Narrow Streets.
CHAPTER XXIV
In Which Roger Comes Once More to the Tower Rooms; and in Which a Duel
is Fought in Modern Fashion.
CHAPTER XXV
In Which Mary Bids Farewell to the Old Life, and in Which She Finds
Happiness on the High Seas.
CHAPTER XXVI
In Which a Strange Craft Anchors in a Sea of Emerald Light; and in
Which Mocking-Birds Sing in the Moonlight.
Illustrations
She flashed a quick glance at him . . . . . . _Frontispiece_
"What have I done?"
"You don't know what you are doing."
"Again I question your right."
Contrary Mary
CHAPTER I
_In Which Silken Ladies Ascend One Stairway, and a Lonely Wayfarer
Ascends Another and Comes Face to Face With Old Friends._
The big house, standing on a high hill which overlooked the city,
showed in the moonlight the grotesque outlines of a composite
architecture. Originally it had been a square substantial edifice of
Colonial simplicity. A later and less restrained taste had aimed at a
castellated effect, and certain peaks and turrets had been added.
Three of these turrets were excrescences stuck on, evidently, with an
idea of adornment. The fourth tower, however, rounded out and enlarged
a room on the third floor. This room was one of a suite, and the rooms
were known as the Tower Rooms, and were held by those who had occupied
them to be the most desirable in the barn-like building.
To-night the house had taken on an unwonted aspect of festivity. Its
spaciousness was checkered by golden-lighted windows. Delivery wagons
and automobiles came and went, some discharging loads of deliciousness
at the back door, others discharging loads of loveliness at the front.
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