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Title: The Orchard of Tears

Author: Sax Rohmer

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Language: English

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THE ORCHARD OF TEARS

BY

SAX ROHMER

AUTHOR OF "DR. FU-MANCHU"

THIRD EDITION

METHUEN & CO. LTD.
36 ESSEX STREET W.C.
LONDON

_First Issued in this Cheap Form (Second Edition) July 14th, 1921 Third
Edition 1921_

_This Book was First Published (Crown 8vo) October 24th, 1918_

CONTENTS

PAGE

PART I
AT LOWER CHARLESWOOD 1

PART II
FLAMBY IN LONDON 85

PART III
THE KEY 173

TO THE SLAVES OF THE POMEGRANATE, SONS OF ADAM AND DAUGHTERS OF EVE, WHO
DRINK AT THE FOUNTAIN OF LIFE, THIS CHALICE IS OFFERED AS A LOVING-CUP.

THE ORCHARD OF TEARS

PART FIRST

AT LOWER CHARLESWOOD

I

It was high noon of a perfect summer's day. Beneath green sun blinds,
upon the terrace overlooking the lawns, Paul Mario, having finished his
lunch, lay back against the cushions of a white deck-chair and studied
the prospect. Sloping turf, rose-gay paths, and lichened brick steps,
hollowed with age, zigzagging leisurely down to the fir avenue, carried
the eye onward again to where the river wound its way through verdant
banks toward the distant town.

A lark wooed the day with sweet music. Higher and ever higher rose the
little sun-worshipper, pouring out his rapturous hymn to Apollo.
Swallows, who