Moonlight over the Bosphorous--an intrigue aboard an American yacht in the harbor of Constantinople. Moonlight in Paris--a girl and man dancing on a dew-drenched lawn. Moonlight in New York, in the lean War years--an artist's studio, a party gay with love and laughter--and a one-eyed man hovering in the darkened recesses of the courtyard. There is youth and life and happiness along the moonlit way and yet the path is not always silver for the two glorious heroines. Nihla Quellen, dancer and beauty, is constantly enmeshed in a net of intrigue, with spies and secret service men plotting against her. Sweet little Dulcie Soane finds herself more than once in a whirl of excitement. And for Garrett Barrés, New York artist, the moonlit way is one long street of adventure and romance.
g that frank, youthful, irresistible laugh which was to become so celebrated in Europe, Nihla Quellen strolled leisurely around the circle of her applauding audience, carelessly blowing a kiss or two from her slim finger-tips, evidently quite unspoiled by her success and equally delighted to please and to be pleased.
Then, in the gilded gallery the strings began; and quite naturally, without any trace of preparation or self-consciousness, Nihla began to sing, dancing when the fascinating, irresponsible measure called for it, singing again as the sequence occurred. And the enchantment of it all lay in its accidental and detached allure--as though it all were quite spontaneous--the song a passing whim, the dance a capricious after-thought, and the whole thing done entirely to please herself and give vent to the sheer delight of a young girl, in her own overwhelming energy and youthful spirits.
Even the Teuton comprehended that, and the applause grew to a roar with that odd undertone of animal mena