All Illustrations
The Monster within the Tomb 
They Swarmed upon Me 
The Syllables of My Name 
The Heart Beat On 
Marchesa Aphrodite 
Making Friends 
He Looked Round for His Gun 
He Was a Thirsty Soul 
Here He Would Seat Himself 
He Would Carry a Fowling-Piece on His Shoulder 
Fell into a Deep Sleep 
Aqueduct of Diocletian
