CONTENTS
CHAPTER I. INSOMNIA
CHAPTER II. THE TRANCE
CHAPTER III. THE AWAKENING
CHAPTER IV. THE SOUND OF A TUMULT
CHAPTER V. THE MOVING WAYS
CHAPTER VI. THE HALL OF THE ATLAS
CHAPTER VII. IN THE SILENT ROOMS
CHAPTER VIII. THE ROOF SPACES
CHAPTER IX. THE PEOPLE MARCH
CHAPTER X. THE BATTLE OF THE DARKNESS
CHAPTER XI. THE OLD MAN WHO KNEW EVERYTHING
CHAPTER XII. OSTROG
CHAPTER XIII. THE END OF THE OLD ORDER
CHAPTER XIV. FROM THE CROW’S NEST
CHAPTER XV. PROMINENT PEOPLE
CHAPTER XVI. THE AEROPHILE
CHAPTER XVII. THREE DAYS
CHAPTER XVIII. GRAHAM REMEMBERS
CHAPTER XIX. OSTROG’S POINT OF VIEW
CHAPTER XX. IN THE CITY WAYS
CHAPTER XXI. THE UNDER SIDE
CHAPTER XXII. THE STRUGGLE IN THE COUNCIL HOUSE
CHAPTER XXIII. WHILE THE AEROPLANES WERE COMING
CHAPTER XXIV. THE COMING OF THE AEROPLANES
One afternoon, at low water, Mr. Isbister, a young artist lodging at Boscastle, walked from that place to the picturesque cove of Pentargen, desiring to examine the caves there. Halfway down the precipitous path to the Pentargen beach he came suddenly upon a man sitting in an attitude of profound distress beneath a projecting mass of rock. The hands of this man hung limply over his knees, his eyes were red and staring before him, and his face was wet with tears.
He glanced round at Isbister’s footfall. Both men were disconcerted, Isbister the more so, and, to override the awkwardness of his involuntary pause, he remarked, with an air of mature conviction, that the weather was hot for the time of year.
“Very,” answered the stranger shortly, hesitated a second, and added in a colourless tone, “I can’t sleep.”
Isbister stopped abruptly. “No?” was all he said, but his bearing conveyed his helpful impulse.
“It may sound incredible,” said the stranger, turning we