The Heart Line: A Drama of San FranciscoBurgess, Gelett
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The Heart Line: A Drama of San Francisco
Burgess, Gelett
Bohemianism -- Fiction; Fortune-tellers -- Fiction; San Francisco (Calif.) -- Fiction
Produced by Al Haines.
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*THE HEART LINE*
_A DRAMA OF SAN FRANCISCO_
_By_
GELETT BURGESS
Author of
The White Cat, Vivette
A Little Sister of Destiny, etc.
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY
LESTER RALPH
NEW YORK
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS
COPYRIGHT 1907
THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY
OCTOBER
TO MAYSIE
WHO KNEW THE PEOPLE
AND
LOVED THE PLACE
IN MEMORY OF
THE CITY THAT WAS
*CONTENTS*
CHAPTER
Prologue
I The Palmist and Fancy Gray
II Tuition and Intuition
III The Spider’s Nest
IV The Paysons
V The Rise and Fall of Gay P. Summer
VI Side Lights
VII The Weaving of the Web
VIII Illumination
IX Coming On
X A Look Into the Mirror
XI The First Turning to the Left
XII The First Turning to the Right
XIII The Bloodsucker
XIV The Fore-Honeymoon
XV The Re-Entrant Angle
XVI Tit for Tat
XVII The Materializing Seance
XVIII A Return to Instinct
XIX Fancy Gray Accepts
XX Masterson’s Manoeuvers
XXI The Sunrise
Epilogue
*THE HEART LINE*
*PROLOGUE*
In the year 1877 the Siskiyou House, originally a third-class hotel
patronized chiefly by mining men, had fallen into such disrepute that it
was scarcely more than a cheap tenement. Its office was now frankly a
bar-room; beside it, a narrow hallway plunged into the shabby, shadowy
interior; here a steep stairway rose. Above were disconsolate rooms
known to the police of San Francisco as the occasional resort of
counterfeiters, confidence workers and lesser knaves; to the
neighborhood the Siskiyou Hotel had a local reputation as being the home
of Madam Grant, who occupied two rooms on the second floor.
Her rooms were slovenly and squalid—almost barbarous in the extremity of
their neglect. Upon the floor was a matted carpet of dirt and rubbish
inches deep, piled higher at the corners, uneven with lumps of refuse,
bizarre with scraps of paper, cloth and tangled strings.
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