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A Comedy Of Masks

Auhtor: Arthur Moore

Language: english

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Review by Dr. Bojan Tunguz, May 2009


Rating: (****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'A Comedy Of Masks':

Arthur James Moore (26 December 1888 - 30 June 1974) was an American Bishop of the Methodist Episcopal Church South (MECS) the Methodist Church and the United Methodist Church elected in 1930.

Excerpts from the Book 'A Comedy Of Masks':


... the butler, who proceeded to suggest, with the freedom of an old friend, that he should make his way upstairs and find Miss Eve. Yes, I think ...
... and let her go her own way as she would have it. On two occasions, since that chance meeting in the Park, he had called at the lodging in which ...
... evening, as he groped through the gloom of his studio, on his way to bed, after assisting at a very charming social gathering at the Sylvesters', that ...
... his uncle, had been liberal beyond his hopes: a house in Grove Road of some splendour had been taken for the young couple, who were to install ...
... you must sit down again, Oswyn I won't be left alone at any price. That's right. Now, Dick, tell me what you have been doing, and especially all ...
... I shall barely have time to dress. I will fetch my traps to-morrow then we might dine together afterwards. As you like, said the elder man. ...
... had elected to be present. The rooms, in spite of the outlet afforded by the garden, were all surprisingly full and after a hurried exchange of greetings, ...
... been doing, and what you have been reading.... The conversation drifted on, now and again becoming general, and including the rest of the circle, ...
... amiable of husbands, and is getting quite old-very nearly twenty-in turning from time to time to a person who has known one in the very shortest of ...
... touches of light in the windows of the low, white house, which he glanced at almost surreptitiously as they passed, and two carriages waited before ...
... mind. A fragment of burning coal fell with a clatter into the grate: she welcomed the interruption, and for the moment abandoned her thoughts, ...
... to accept him as he was, asking no questions, and hardly forming, even in his own mind, conjectures as to what his previous history and relations ...
... and more select than ever. Only on Mary's sensitive ear something in the elaborately cheerful tone in which she mentioned their vanished friend ...
... was the painter whose pictures they were pretending to criticise. Very few of those present-hardly half a dozen perhaps-knew him even by sight ...
... to himself immensely the instrument of destiny, which had so given his enemy into his hands. He paused when he reached Fleet Street entering ...
... scene, which oppressed him as a nightmare, before he should entirely lose all power of self-control. He felt himself almost incapable of thought, ...
... it was immeasurably sordid, and she realized, with a touch of pity, that the painter's difficult genius had no tact of application to his surroundings. ...
... he had a magnificent genius. He painted a monstrous picture which the Salon wouldn't hang but B- bought it, and hung it in his studio, where it frightened ...
... I saw him at the window there not a week ago quite plain, and then they told me he wasn't here! I'm sure he would see me if he only knew-if he ...
... to the audience which alone would have marked the nationality of the robust actor, who was creating so much mirth out of the extremely hackneyed situation. ...