A Splendid Hazard is a novel written by Harold MacGrath, published in 1910. The story is set in the early 1900s and follows the life of a young American woman named Jane Mayo, who inherits a fortune from her father. Jane is beautiful, intelligent, and independent, but she is...
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This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work was reproduced from the original artifact, and remains as true to the original work as possible. Therefore, you will see the original...
"A Splendid Hazard" from Harold MacGrath. American novelist, short story writer, and screenwriter (1871-1932).
A Splendid Hazard is a novel written by Harold MacGrath. The story revolves around a young woman named Nancy Shallard, who is the daughter of a wealthy businessman. Nancy is engaged to a man named Arthur Wardlaw, but she is not in love with him. Instead, she falls in love with...
A blurring rain fell upon Paris that day. A rain so fine and cold that it penetrated the soles of men's shoes and their hearts alike a dispiriting drizzle through which the pale acrid smoke of innumerable
A blurring rain fell upon Paris that day. A rain so fine and cold that it penetrated the soles of men's shoes and their hearts alike a dispiriting drizzle through which the pale acrid smoke of innumerable wood fires faltered upward from the clustering chimney-pots only to be...
Fitzgerald, as he pressed his way along the Boulevard des Invalides, his umbrella swaying and snapping in the wind much like the sail of a derelict, could see in fancy that celebrated field whereon this eclipse had been supernally prearranged. He could hear the boom of cannon,...
Fitzgerald, as he pressed his way along the Boulevard des Invalides, his umbrella swaying and snapping in the wind much like the sail of a derelict, could see in fancy that celebrated field whereon this eclipse had been supernally prearranged. He could hear the boom of cannon,...