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It was not generally known among his acquaintances that Marston Loring had come back from Africa accompanied by a new friend; this new friend was not introduced by Loring at either of his clubs, and yet the two met at least once every day. He was a man named Alfred Ramsay; a s...
GREEN (John Richard).--A SHORT HISTORY OF THE ENGLISH PEOPLE. New Edit., revised. 159th Thousand. Cr. 8vo. 8_s._ 6_d._--Also in Parts, with Analysis. 3_s._ each.--Part I. 607-12...
16. CHAPTER XVIOn the upper landing of the hotel in which Falconer had found Julian, Clemence was standing, one hand resting on the handle of a door which she had just closed behind her, looki...
2. CHAPTER IIMiss Pomeroy’s visit to Mrs. Romayne was postponed for a fortnight. At one time, indeed, it seemed not impossible that Mrs. Pomeroy’s visit to her sister in Devonshire might be...
13. CHAPTER XIIIDennis Falconer was a light sleeper, and he was awake on the first call, low and hurried as it was. It must be a very bad morning, he said to himself, for the light was not near...
4. CHAPTER IVMore than one of the people who had talked to Mrs. Romayne in the interval had been vaguely aware of a certain incontrollable preoccupation behind her manner; though the intense...
3. CHAPTER IIIThe voice, a young man’s voice, struck out, as it were, from an indescribable medley of incongruous sound. The background was formed by the lightest and most melodious dance mus...
5. CHAPTER VMarston Loring was sitting at his writing-table, writing with an intentness which harmonised oddly with the suggestion of his evening dress--correct and up-to-date in the minute...
9. CHAPTER IXThe cottage which Mrs. Romayne had taken for August and September, on Julian’s refusal to go abroad, was situated a few miles above Henley. It was a very charming little house,...
12. CHAPTER XIIIt was about five o’clock in the afternoon, and there was a clearness about the light, a distinctness about the shadows, which, taken in conjunction with the heavy bank of cloud...
15. CHAPTER XVThe red glow from the setting sun had shifted a little. It fell now behind Julian and between him and Clemence, and its light seemed to isolate the mother and son, shutting them...
14. CHAPTER XIVThe room was very still; even the clock upon the mantelpiece was not going, so that not even a low tick disturbed the perfect quiet. It was a sitting-room in one of the Liverpoo...
8. CHAPTER VIII“We are all the slaves of man, my dear Lady Bracondale. You are kept in town because Parliament insists on keeping your husband; and I am kept in town because--oh, because the m...
10. CHAPTER XThe early sunlight of a lovely September morning was streaming into the room through every crack and chink in the blinds and curtains, making the light from the still burning la...
11. CHAPTER XIA white face, drawn and set into a look which pitifully travestied the calmness of despair; bloodshot eyes with something in them of the incomprehending agony of a hunted animal...
1. CHAPTER IIt was not generally known among his acquaintances that Marston Loring had come back from Africa accompanied by a new friend; this new friend was not introduced by Loring at eit...
7. CHAPTER VIIIt was six o’clock on the following day, and in the sunset light of the July evening--a light with which the bustling, hurrying, unlovely crowd on which it fell seemed strangely...
6. CHAPTER VIIf evil thoughts and evil passions could have a tangible effect upon the physical atmosphere, the air of Marston Loring’s room, an hour later, should have been thick and heavy....