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FOR thirty seconds no one moved. An odd sort of paralysis seemed to have gripped every one in the room,—paralysis of the mind as well as of the body. Then puzzled, wondering looks were exchanged. A man sitting near the fireplace glanced sharply, apprehensively at the huge beams in the ceiling and muttered: “What was it! Sounded as though something had smashed in the roof. There’s a tremendous wind. It may have got that big tree at the corner of the locker room.” “It couldn’t have been thunder,—not at this time of the year,” said one of the women, sending a nervous, frightened look at her…mehr
FOR thirty seconds no one moved. An odd sort of paralysis seemed to have gripped every one in the room,—paralysis of the mind as well as of the body. Then puzzled, wondering looks were exchanged. A man sitting near the fireplace glanced sharply, apprehensively at the huge beams in the ceiling and muttered: “What was it! Sounded as though something had smashed in the roof. There’s a tremendous wind. It may have got that big tree at the corner of the locker room.” “It couldn’t have been thunder,—not at this time of the year,” said one of the women, sending a nervous, frightened look at her husband who sprawled ungracefully in a big Morris chair at the end of a table littered with newspapers and magazines. “‘Gad, did you feel the house rock?” exclaimed he, sitting up suddenly, his eyes narrowing as with pain. “Like an earthquake. “It couldn’t have been an earthquake,” interrupted his wife, starting up from her chair. “Why couldn’t it?” he demanded crossly, and then glanced around at the other occupants of the room,—ten or a dozen men and women seated in a wide semi-circle in front of the huge logs blazing in the fireplace. “What do you think it was, Zimmie?”Hinweis: Dieser Artikel kann nur an eine deutsche Lieferadresse ausgeliefert werden.
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George Barr McCutcheon was an American novelist and playwright born on July 26, 1866, in Tippecanoe County, Indiana. He is best known for his popular "Graustark" series, a collection of romantic adventure novels set in a fictional Eastern European country. McCutcheon's work gained considerable popularity in the early 20th century, earning him a prominent place in American literature of the time. McCutcheon began his career as a journalist, working for newspapers in Lafayette, Indiana and later in Chicago. His transition to fiction writing brought him widespread acclaim with the publication of his first major novel, "Graustark: The Story of a Love Behind a Throne" in 1901. The success of this novel led to several sequels, including "Beverly of Graustark" and "Truxton King," which captivated readers with their tales of romance, political intrigue, and adventure. In addition to the Graustark series, McCutcheon wrote numerous standalone novels, many of which also achieved significant popularity. "Brewster's Millions," published in 1902, is one of his most famous works. Despite his success as a novelist, McCutcheon remained humble and dedicated to his craft. He continued to write prolifically throughout his life, producing a substantial body of work that includes both novels and plays.
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