| “The South Pole for us all!” (page 58) | Frontispiece | | | “Then, somebody was clinging to me” | Page 93 | | | “From our high vantage we could command a vast circle of sunless, melancholy cold” | Page 117 | | | “Cut her, Nick, cut her! I can’t stick on any longer!” | Page 202 | | | | The Palace of the Prince | | | “A harbor for vanished argosies and forgotten dreams” | Page 242 | | | | The Pardon of Love | | | “There fell upon them a long golden bar of the returning sunlight” | Page 288 |
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