The Moon Rock
"What's the matter?" said Austin, pausing in the act of pouring some whisky into a glass.
"It would be exceedingly improper to drink a toast at such a moment."
"What's the matter with the moment?"
"The day, then. Just when we have buried poor Alice." Mrs. Pendleton had not seen her brother's wife for ten years before her death, but she had no difficulty in bringing tears to her eyes at the recollection of her. She dried her eyes with her handkerchief, and added in a different tone: "I fancy Robert is coming."
With parchments and papers deep on the table before him, Robert Turold plunged into the history of his life's task. The long hand of the mantelpiece clock slipped with a stealthy movement past the twelve as he commenced, as