THE GLIMPSES OF THE MOON     

  

       By Edith Wharton     

   

   

       Contents     

  PART I  

  PART II  

  PART III  

   

    

       PART I     

I.

 It rose for them—their honey-moon—over the waters of a lake so famed as the scene of romantic raptures that they were rather proud of not having been afraid to choose it as the setting of their own.     

It

       “It required a total lack of humour, or as great a gift for it as ours, to risk the experiment,” Susy Lansing opined, as they hung over the inevitable marble balustrade and watched their tutelary orb roll its magic carpet across the waters to their feet.     

       “Yes—or the loan of Strefford’s villa,” her husband emended, glancing upward through the branches at a long low patch of paleness to which the moonlight was beginning to give the form of a white house-front.     

       “Oh, come when we’d five to choose from. At least if you count the Chicago       

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