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VOLUME III
_THE SPIDER'S EYE_
BY LUCRETIA P. HALE
_A STORY OF THE LATIN QUARTER_
BY FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT
_TWO PURSE-COMPANIONS_
BY GEORGE PARSONS LATHROP
_POOR OGLA-MOGA_
BY DAVID D. LLOYD
_A MEMORABLE MURDER_
BY CELIA THAXTER
_VENETIAN GLASS_
BY BRANDER MATTHEWS
NEW YORK
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
1896
COPYRIGHT, 1884-1885, BY
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
_The Stories in this Volume are protected by copyright, and are
printed here by authority of the authors or their representatives._
[Illustration: Very truly yours,
Octave Thanet]
THE SPIDER'S EYE.
BY LUCRETIA P. HALE.
_Putnam's Magazine, July, 1856._
There are whispering galleries, where, if the ear is placed in a
certain position, it takes in the sound of the lowest whisper from
the opposite side of the room. But, to produce this effect, the
architecture of the apartment must be of a peculiar nature, and,
especially, the rules and laws of sound must be observed.
I have often thought that, were one wise enough, there might be found,
in every room, a centre to which all sound must converge. Nay, that
perhaps such a focus had already been discovered by some one who has
wished to appear wiser than his neighbors, who has made use of some
hitherto unknown scientific fact, and has on any one occasion, or on
many occasions, thus made himself the centre of information.
These ideas occurred to my mind when I arrived the other night early
at the theatre, and was for a time, literally, the only occupant of
the house. I fell to marvelling at the skill of the architect who has
been so successful in the acoustic arrangements of this theatre. Not a
sound, so it is said, is lost from the stage upon any part of the
house. The lowest sob of a dying heroine, in her very last agony, is
heard as plainly by the occupant of the back seat of the amphitheatre,
as are the thundering denunciations of the tragic actor in the wildest
of gladiatorial scenes.
I wondered if this were one of those rules that worked both ways; if
the stage performer, in a moment of silent by-play, could hear the
sentimental whisper of the belle in the box opposite, as well as the
noisy applause of the claqueur in the front seat. If so, the audience
might become, to him, the peopled stage, filled with the varied and
incongruous characters.
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