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THE SLANDERERS
_By WARWICK DEEPING_
NEW YORK AND LONDON
HARPER & BROTHERS
PUBLISHERS • MCMV
Copyright, 1904, by HARPER & BROTHERS.
_All rights reserved._
Published February, 1905.
TO
MY GOOD FRIEND
JAMES MACARTHUR
Contents
Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV
THE SLANDERERS
PART I
I
HAD Zeus Gildersedge been a man susceptible to the more beneficent
influences of nature, history might have chronicled him as a man rich in
the finer æstheticisms of the soul.
The Hun was ever a Hun, though he stormed through the Vale of Tempe or
gazed upon Lombardic lakes, splendid under a cloudless sky. Worthy
follower of some commercial Attila was Zeus Gildersedge, a being granite
to all nobler truths, impervious, irresponsive, unimpressionable, mute.
Orpheus would have abandoned him in despair. A fabulist might have
classed him with Lot’s wife petrified in the plain beyond Sodom.
Zeus Gildersedge, misanthrope and consumer of opium, maintained a
monasticism in his vices and kept the world at bay behind the red-brick
wall that bounded his patrimony. Imagine an antique, gabled house
perched on a hill overlooking the sea, a house of quaint archaicness,
warm of bosom, opulent in roof and the glittering lozenges of its
casements, girdled with a belt of cypresses and yews. The place had
derived a profuse and negligent picturesqueness from its master’s
avarice. Roses bloom even for a miser, and Zeus Gildersedge was content
to suffer the magnanimity of nature. Ivy festooned the casements;
wistaria panoplied the porch; roses, red and white, reared the banners
of Junetide on the walls. The garden was a delectable wilderness, a
dusky pleasaunce smothered with flowering shrubs that claimed a lusty
and superabundant liberty. From the garden green downs dipped southward
to black cliffs and an opalescent sea. North, east, and west upland and
wooded valley stretched dim and variable as a region of romance.
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