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Updated: July 10, 2025
'You didn't think of another possibility, I suppose, Mr Trent, she said. 'No. He looked puzzled. 'I mean the possibility of your having been wrong about Mr Marlowe as well as about me. No, no; you needn't tell me that the chain of evidence is complete. I know it is. But evidence of what?
So far as internal evidence is concerned the poem has absolutely nothing but its own perfection to connect it with the name of Marlowe; it is utterly unlike all other verse, dramatic, narrative, or lyric, ascribed to him. An admirable eclectic text, which exhibits to the full the delicacy of the rhythm, has been prepared by Mr. Bullen in his edition of Marlowe's works.
"I am very sorry," repeated Jasper's father, "to have to say it, but my attention has been called to the fact, and I cannot now ignore it." "Hardly by Jasper," remarked Mr. Marlowe, bringing the revolving chair so that he could see Jasper's face. "Indeed, no," cried Jasper involuntarily, "it is something father has heard elsewhere, Mr.
It need only be noted in passing that if the problem be reduced to a question between the authorship of Shakespeare and the authorship of Marlowe there is no need and no room for further argument. The whole style of treatment from end to end is about as like the method of Marlowe as the method of Balzac is like the method of Dumas.
Even for Kit Marlowe death lies in wait! and it may be, not anything more after death, not even any lovely words to play with. Yes, and this Marlowe may amount to nothing, after all: and his one chance of amounting to that which he intends may be taken away from him at any moment!" He touched the breast of a weather-beaten doublet.
Judith was eager to see how her room would look and worked quickly and deftly. She was hanging her curtains when she heard excited voices in the corridor, then a banging of doors and screams of delight as the newcomers found Nancy. "Good work, Nancy," said some one in a gruff voice. "How did you do it? I never thought Miss Marlowe would let us three be together again."
The daughter was waiting, two or three hundred yards away, for the return of her father and lover, while they had just parted company, though they expected to remain in sight of each other. Dr. Marlowe stood in the path, partly sheltering himself behind a couple of tree trunks, but with his eyes fixed upon his young friend, who walked cautiously but unhesitatingly forward.
During this brief interval Jack Everson had carefully examined his rifle to assure himself that it was in good condition. "Heavens, man!" exclaimed Dr. Marlowe, "you are not going to try a shot at them?" "That is my intention." "They are a mile distant!" "One of my medals was won for hitting a target at exactly that distance," replied Jack, continuing his preparations.
Bunner spoke with generous admiration of his friend's talent for affairs. "Jack Marlowe has a natural big head," he declared, "and if he had more experience, I wouldn't want to have him up against me. He would put a crimp in me every time." As the American's talk flowed on, Trent listened with growing surprise and anxiety.
"What I want to say what I have been wanting for the past twenty-four hours to say to every man, woman, and child I met is 'Mabel and I are betrothed, and joy is borne on burning wheels. But that wouldn't be a very good opening for a letter of strictly formal, not to say sinister character. I have got as far as 'Dear Mr. Marlowe. What comes next?"
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