1904. Illustrated. The Irish novelist and playwright's fictionalized account of white magic begins: Of all the sensations to which the human mind is a prey, there is none so powerful in its finality, so chilling in its sense of an impending event as the knowledge that Death-grim, implacable Death-has cast his shadow on a life that custom and circumstance have rendered familiar. Whatever the personal feeling may be-whether dismay, despair, or relief-no man or woman can watch that advancing shadow without quailing at the heart, an individual shrinking from the terrible, natural mystery that we must all face in turn-each for himself and each alone. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.