The Portrait
The Portrait by Edith Wharton It was at Mrs. Mellish’s, one Sunday afternoon last spring.…
The Pelican
The Pelican by Edith Wharton She was very pretty when I first knew her, with…
The Other Two
The Other Two by Edith Wharton I Waythorn, on the drawing-room hearth, waited for his…
The Muse’s Tragedy
The Muse’s Tragedy by Edith Wharton Danyers afterwards liked to fancy that he had recognized…
THE MOVING FINGER
THE MOVING FINGER Edith Wharton The news of Mrs. Grancy’s death came to me with…
The Mission of Jane
The Mission of Jane by Edith Wharton I LETHBURY, surveying his wife across the dinner…
The Letters
The Letters by Edith Wharton I For many years he had lived withdrawn from…
THE LEGEND
THE LEGEND By Edith Wharton I ARTHUR BERNALD could never afterward recall just when…
The Last Asset
The Last Asset By Edith Wharton Chapter 1 “THE devil!” Paul Garnett exclaimed as he…
The Lady’s Maid’s Bell
The Lady’s Maid’s Bell by Edith Wharton I IT was the autumn after I had…