By Grace of Julius Caesar Page #3

is a historical novel by Lucy Maud Montgomery that intertwines themes of love, ambition, and the complexities of human relationships. Set against the backdrop of both ancient Rome and the tumultuous politics of the time, the story follows the lives of characters navigating societal expectations and personal desires. Through rich descriptions and emotional depth, Montgomery explores the influence of fate and the indomitable spirit of her characters, showcasing her signature storytelling style that combines realism with a touch of the poetic. The novel highlights the timeless struggle for individual identity amid the grand narratives of history.

• Short story

								

dollars for my hat and I was not going to have it ruined by a
thunderstorm. I called to Isaac and out he came.

"If you will let us down and promise to dispose of that dog before I
come here I will marry you, Isaac," I said, "but I'll make you sorry
for it afterwards, though."

"I'll take the risk of that, Anne," he said; "and, of course, I'll
sell the dog. I won't need him when I have you."

Isaac meant to be complimentary, though you mightn't have thought so
if you had seen the face of that dog.

Isaac ordered Julius Caesar away and put up the ladder, and turned his
back, real considerately, while we climbed down. We had to go in his
house and stay till the shower was over. I didn't forget the object of
our call and I produced our subscription list at once.

"How much have you got?" asked Isaac.

"Seventy dollars and we want a hundred and fifty," I said.

"You may put me down for the remaining eighty, then," said Isaac
calmly.

The Applebys are never mean where money is concerned, I must say.

Isaac offered to drive us home when it cleared up, but I said "No." I
wanted to settle Melissa before she got a chance to talk.

On the way home I said to her:

"I hope you won't mention this to anyone, Melissa. I don't mind
marrying Isaac, but I don't want people to know how it came about."

"Oh, I won't say anything about it," said Melissa, laughing a little
disagreeably.

"Because," I said, to clinch the matter, looking significantly at her
front hair as I said it, "I have something to tell, too."

Melissa will hold her tongue.
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