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“The Sword of Damocles - A Story of New York Life” is an 1881 detective novel by Anne Katherine Green. The third instalment of Green's detective series featuring Mr. Gryce, “The Sword of Damocles” is a riveting tale of honour, repentance, and second chances not to be missed by fans and collectors of Green's fantastic work. Contents include: “Two Men”, “Life and Death”, “The Japha Mystery”, “From A to Z”, and “Woman's Love”. Anna Katharine Green (1846–1935) was an American novelist and poet. Among the first writers of detective fiction in America, she is considered to be the “mother” of the genre for her legally-accurate and well-thought-out plots. Other notable works by this author include: “The Leavenworth Case” (1878), “A Strange Disappearance” (1880), and “The Circular Study” (1900). Read & Co. Classics is proudly republishing this vintage detective novel now in a brand new edition complete with a specially-commissioned new biography of the author.

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THE SWORD OF DAMOCLES
A STORY OF NEW YORK LIFE
By
ANNA KATHARINE GREEN

First published in 1881



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To My Father I dedicate this book as expressing some of the principles of justice and mercy which, by precept and example, he has instilled into my breast from early childhood.
New York, April , 1881


Contents
Anna Kat harine Green
BOOK I
TWO MEN
I A WANDERER
II A DISCUSSION
III A MYSTER IOUS SUMMONS
I V SEARCHINGS
V THE RUBICON
VI A HAND CLASP
VII M RS SYLVESTER
VIII SHADOWS OF THE PAST
IX PAULA
X THE BARRED DOOR
XI MIS S STUYVESANT
XII MISS BELINDA MAKE S CONDITIONS
XIII THE END OF MY LA DY'S PICTURE
BOOK II
LIFE AND DEATH
XIV MISS BELINDA HAS A QUESTI ON TO DECIDE
XV AN ADVENTURE—OR SO METHING MORE
XVI THE SWORD OF DAMOCLES
XVII G RAVE AND GAY
XVIII IN THE N IGHT WATCHES
XIX A DAY AT THE BANK
XX THE DREG S IN THE CUP
X XI DEPARTURE
XXII HOPGOOD
BOOK III
THE JAPHA MYSTERY
XX III THE POEM
XXIV THE J APHA MANSION
XX V JACQUELINE
XXVI A MAN'S JUSTICE AND A W OMAN'S MERCY
XXVII THE LONE WATCHER
XXVIII SUNSHINE ON THE HILLS
XXIX MIST I N THE VALLEY
BOOK IV
FROM A TO Z
XXX MISS. BELINDA PRESENTS MR. SYLVESTER WITH A CH RISTMAS GIFT
XXX I A QUESTION
XXX II FULL TIDE
XXXIII TWO LETTERS
XXXIV PAULA MAKE S HER CHOICE
XXXV THE FALLING OF THE SWORD
X XXVI MORNING
XXXVII THE OPINION OF A CERTAIN NOT ED DETECTIVE
XXXVIII BLUE-BEA RD'S CHAMBER
XXXIX FROM A TO Z
XL HAL F-PAST SEVEN
BOOK V
WOMAN'S LOVE
XLI THE WOR K OF AN HOUR
XLII PAULA RELATES A STORY S HE HAS HEARD
XLIII D ETERMINATION
XLIV IN MR STUYVESA NT'S PARLORS
XLV "THE HOUR OF SI X IS SACRED"
XLVI THE MAN CUMMINS


Anna Katharine Green
Anna Katharine Green was born in Brooklyn, New York, USA in 1846. She aspired to be a writer from a young age, and corresponded with Ralph Waldo Emerson during her late teens. When her poetry failed to gain recognition, Green produced her first and best-known novel, The Leavenworth Case (1878). Praised by Wilkie Collins, the novel was year's bestseller, establishing Green's reputation.
Green went on to publish around forty books, including A Strange Disappearance (1880), Hand and Ring (1883), The Mill Mystery (1886), Behind Closed Doors (1888), Forsaken Inn (1890), Marked "Personal" (1893), Miss Hurd: An Enigma (1894), The Doctor, His Wife, and the Clock (1895), The Affair Next Door (1897), Lost Man's Lane (1898), Agatha Webb (1899), The Circular Study (1900), The Filigree Ball (1903), The House in the Mist (1905), The Millionaire Baby (1905), The Woman in the Alcove (1906), The Sword of Damocles (1909), The House of the Whispering Pines (1910), Initials Only (1911), Dark Hollow (1914), The Mystery of the Hasty Arrow (1917), The Step on the S tair (1923).
Green wrote at a time when fiction, and especially crime fiction, was dominated by men. However, she is now credited with shaping detective fiction into its classic form, and developing the trope of the recurring detective. Her main character was detective Ebenezer Gryce of the New York Metropolitan Police Force. In three novels, he is assisted by the spinster Amelia Butterworth – the prototype for Miss Marple, Miss Silver and other literary creations. Green also invented the 'girl detective' with the character of Violet Strange, a debutante with a secret life as a sleuth. She died in 1935 in Buffalo, New Yo rk, aged 88.



"When all else fails love saves"


The Sword of Damocles


Damocles, one of the courtiers of Dionysius, was perpetually extolling with rapture that tyrant's treasures, grandeur, the number of his troops, the extent of his dominions, the magnificence of his palaces, and the universal abundance of all good things and enjoyments in his possession; always repeating, that never man was happier than Dionysius. "Since you are of that opinion," said the tyrant to him one day, "will you taste and make proof of my felicity in person?" The offer was accepted with joy; Damocles was placed upon a golden couch, covered with carpets richly embroidered. The side-boards were loaded with vessels of gold and silver. The most beautiful slaves in the most splendid habits stood around, ready to serve him at the slightest signal. The most exquisite essences and perfumes had not been spared. The table was spread with proportionate magnificence. Damocles was all joy, and looked upon himself as the happiest man in the world; when unfortunately casting up his eyes, he beheld over his head the point of a sword, which hung from the roof only by a single horse-hair.
— Rollin


BOOK I
TWO MEN


I
A WANDERER
"There's no su ch word."
—Bulwer
A wind was blowing through the city. Not a gentle and balmy zephyr, stirring the locks on gentle ladies' foreheads and rustling the curtains in elegant boudoirs, but a chill and bitter gale that rushed with a swoop through narrow alleys and forsaken courtyards, biting the cheeks of the few solitary wanderers that still lingered abroad in the darke ned streets.
In front of a cathedral that reared its lofty steeple in the midst of the squalid houses and worse than squalid saloons of one of the dreariest portions of the East Side, stood the form of a woman. She had paused in her rush down the narrow street to listen to the music, perhaps, or to catch a glimpse of the light that now and then burst from the widely swinging doors as they opened and shut upon some tardy worshipper.
She was tall and fearful looking; her face, when the light struck it, was seared and desperate; gloom and desolation were written on all the lines of her rigid but wasted form, and when she shuddered under the gale, it was with that force and abandon to which passion lends its aid, and in which the soul proclai ms its doom.
Suddenly the doors before her swung wide and the preacher's voice was heard: "Love God and you will love your fellow-men. Love your fellow-men and you best show your l ove to God."
She heard, started, and the charm was broken. "Love!" she echoed with a horrible laugh; "there is no love in heaven o r on earth!"
And she swept by, and the winds followed and the darkness swallowed her up like a gulf.


II
A DISCUSSION
"Young men think old men fools , and old men know young men to be so."
—Ra y's Proverbs
"And you are actually in earnest?"
"I am."
The first speaker, a fine-looking gentleman of some forty years of age, drummed with his fingers on the table before him and eyed the face of the young man who had repeated this assent so emphatically, with a certain close scrutiny indicative of surprise.
"It is an unlooked-for move for you to make," he remarked at length. "Your success as a pianist has been so decided, I confess I do not understand why you should desire to abandon a profession that in five years' time has procured you both competence and a very enviable reputation—for the doubtful prospects of Wall Street, too!" he added with a deep and thoughtful frown that gave still further impressiveness to his strongly mark ed features.
The young man with a sweep of his eye over the luxurious apartment in which they sat, shrugged his shoulders with that fine and nonchalant grace which was one of his chief char acteristics.
"With such a pilot as yourself, I ought to be able to steer clear of the shoals," said he, a frank smile illumining a face that was rather interesting th an handsome.
The elder gentleman did not return the smile. Instead of that he remained gazing at the ample coal-fire that burned in the grate before him with a look that to the young musician was simply inexplicable. "You see the ship in haven," he murmured at last; "but do not consider what storms it has weathered or what perils escaped. It is a voyage I would encourage no son of mine to undertake."
"Yet you are not the man to shrink from danger or to hesitate in a course you had marked out for yourself, because of the struggle it involved or the difficulties it presented!" the young man exclaimed almost involuntarily as his glance lingered with a certain sort of fascination on the powerful brow and steady if somewhat melancholy eye of hi s companion.
"No; but danger and difficulty should not be sought, only subdued when encountered. If you were driven into this path, I should say, 'God pity you!' and hold you out my hand to steady you along its precipices and above its sudden quicksands. But you are not driven to it. Your profession offers you the means of an ample livelihood while your good heart and fair talents insure you ultimate and honorable

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