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_Title:_ The Unpardonable Sin
_Date of first publication:_ 1918
_Author:_ Rupert Raleigh Hughes (1872-1956)
_Illustrator:_ James Montgomery Flagg (1877-1960)
_Date first posted:_ Jan. 11, 2024
_Date last updated:_ Jan. 11, 2024
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[Cover Illustration]
Books by
RUPERT HUGHES
THE UNPARDONABLE SIN
LONG EVER AGO
WE CAN’T HAVE EVERYTHING
IN A LITTLE TOWN
THE THIRTEENTH COMMANDMENT
CLIPPED WINGS
WHAT WILL PEOPLE SAY?
THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER
EMPTY POCKETS
———
HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK
Established 1817
[Illustration]
Mrs. Winsor clasped her close, and spoke to her motherly: “My
dear, you are with friends. You have been ill, but we love you
and you are well again.”
_The_
_Unpardonable Sin_
A NOVEL
BY
RUPERT HUGHES
_Author of_
“_We Can’t Have Everything_” _Etc._
ILLUSTRATED BY
JAMES MONTGOMERY FLAGG
[Illustration]
HARPER & BROTHERS PUBLISHERS
_NEW YORK AND LONDON_
The Unpardonable Sin
——
Copyright, 1918, by Harper & Brothers
Printed in the United States of America
Published June, 1918
1-8
THIS STORY OWES MUCH TO
Captain John Francis Lucey
TO WHOSE GENIUS AND SACRIFICE
COUNTLESS BELGIANS
OWE THEIR LIVES
ILLUSTRATIONS
Mrs. Winsor Clasped Her Close, and Spoke to Her
Motherly: “My Dear, You Are with Friends. You Have
Been Ill, but We Love You and You Are Well Again”. _Frontispiece_
Mrs. Winsor Felt that if the Great Eyelids Were to
Open, They Would Stare in Amazement, and the Long
Pale Lips Would Babble a Strange Story. . . _Facing p._ 8
Isolde Could Not Bear to Look but, Turning Aside,
Played with All Her Might. . . . . . “ 34
While the Beautiful Girl Played to the Beautiful Girl,
No One Seemed to Hear Isolde or Heed Her, the
Sleeping Girl Least of All. It Was She That the Two
Men and the Nurse Watched, All Eyes. . . . “ 38
When Dimny Refused to Proceed with the Door Open, the
Matron Threatened to Call the Soldiers to Her Aid. “ 174
“My Name Is Ignatius Duhr—Nazi. I Did Telled You My
Name ven You Are in My Arms. Now You Are Remembering,
Yes?” “No!” She Groaned. She Cried It Aloud Again,
“No!” and Again, “No!”. . . . . . . “ 230
Dimny Ripped Open the Collar of the Wretch’s Tunic, and
Groped About His Throat Till She Felt the Pumping
Throb of a Great Artery. There She Pressed Her Thumb
with All Her Might. And the Blood Jumped No More from
the Remnant of His Arm. . . . . . . “ 248
At Any Moment Through That Placid Sea There Might Come
a Torpedo. And Then Death Would Be Their Portion. The
One Important Thing Was Haste, to Embrace and Make
Love Before the Gulf Opened Beneath Their Feet. . “ 304
THE UNPARDONABLE SIN
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