Category: Historical Novels

A Forgotten Hero; Or, Not for Him

Clarice, with another courtesy and a murmur of thanks, took her seat in the recess of the window, where her mother was already sitting. For these two were mother and daughter; a middle-aged, comfortable-looking mother, with a mixture of firmness and good-nature in her face; an...

Chapters

9. Chapter 9

Oakham was left behind; and to the surprise of the party--except the Countess, her Prime Minister, Father Miles, and her Foreign Secretary, Felicia--they found themselves lodged...

10. Chapter 10

Before leaving Bermondsey, the Earl had accomplished one of the hardest pieces of work which ever fell to his lot. This was the execution of the deed of separation which conveye...

8. Chapter 8

A very eventful year was 1291 in England and over all the civilised world. It was the end of the Crusades, the Turks driving the Christians from Acre, the last place which they...

2. Chapter 2

One at least of the ladies who had disturbed Elaine's hilarity did not look a person of whom it was necessary to be afraid. She was a matronly woman of middle age, bearing the r...

5. Chapter 5

"Oh, had I wist, afore I kissed, That loue had been sae ill to win, I'd locked my heart wi' a key o' gowd, And pinned it wi' a siller pin."--_Old Ballad_.

7. Chapter 7

Earl Edmund had not been callous to the white, woeful face under one of the bridal wreaths. He set himself to think how most pleasantly to divert the thoughts of Clarice; and th...

3. Chapter 3

"I will not dream of him handsome and strong-- My ideal love may be weak and slight; It matters not to what class he belong, He would be noble enough in my sight; But he must be...

12. Chapter 12

Vespers were over at Ashridge on the last day of September, the evening of the Earl's arrival. He sat in the guest-chamber, with the Prior and his Buckinghamshire bailiff, to wh...

4. Chapter 4

"Well, it is a pious deed, of course," said Lancaster, stroking his moustache, not in the dilettante style of De Echingham, but like a man lost in thought. "It seems a pity, tho...

11. Chapter 11

Heliet's penetration had not deceived her. The mean, narrow, withered article which Vivian Barkeworth called his soul, was unable to pardon Clarice for having shown herself mora...

6. Chapter 6

The Countess left Clarice prostrate on the ground, sobbing as if her heart would break--Olympias feebly trying to raise and soothe her, Roisia looking half-stunned, and Felicia...

1. Chapter 1

Clarice, with another courtesy and a murmur of thanks, took her seat in the recess of the window, where her mother was already sitting. For these two were mother and daughter; a...