Theoderic on horseback
His buildings speak to us of him as well. Some we know indirectly from contemporary reports: palace buildings in Ravenna, Pavia, and Verona, with great sculptures of the triumphant monarch outside. In thirty years,...
Theoderic’s mind in 519
These whispers were far from Theoderic’s mind in 519. All was in order and all was prepared for an orderly succession and a long and glorious future.
Then Eutharic died unexpectedly in 522 or 523,...
Theoderic and notionally alongside
Eutharic was named consul for the year 519, under the proud eye of Theoderic and notionally alongside the new emperor, Justin, as fellow consul, though of course they never laid eyes on each other....
Foltyn`s Drum part 8
Foltyn stood as if thunderstruck. All the blood receded from his face. Horror and fright were depicted in it. He stooped down to the keyhole. Within he beheld the baron wholly changed. In his...
Foltyn`s Drum part 7
Several days passed. The baroness continued enthusiastic about the delights of country life and devoted herself with great eagerness to the education of Marietta as a lady`s maid. Marietta often stood in front of...
Foltyn`s Drum part 6
“Here, dear child!” she said to her, agreeably, pointing to the floating cobweb.
The girl bowed awkwardly, and for an instant under her light lashes there was a flash of dark blue as she stepped...
Foltyn`s Drum part 5
“You might better get a pug-dog, my dear!”
The baroness flashed an angry glance at her husband. Her lips opened to make response to his offensive levity, but she thought better of it. She held...
Foltyn`s Drum part 4
In the carriage sat a gentleman and a lady. He was of middle age, wore elegant black clothes and had a smooth, oval, white face with deep shadows around the eyes. He appeared fatigued...
Foltyn`s Drum part 3
The rooms on the first floor, reserved for the nobility, were filled with superfluous luxury. The spiders, their only occupants, let themselves down on fine threads from the glitteringly colored ceilings to the soft...
Foltyn`s Drum part 2
When that mysterious sound was followed by no other she doubtless threw a shawl over her gray braids and running to the cottage across the way, met its occupant and read on her lips...
