Category: Novels

Dead-sea fruit, Vol. 1 (of 3)

THE marble image of Hubert Van Eyck stood out against the warm blue sky, and cast a slanting shadow across the sunlit flags. The July afternoon was drawing to a close. Low sunlight shone golden on the canals of Villebrumeuse, and changed every westward-looking window into a ca...

Chapters

1. CHAPTER I.

THE marble image of Hubert Van Eyck stood out against the warm blue sky, and cast a slanting shadow across the sunlit flags. The July afternoon was drawing to a close. Low sunli...

2. CHAPTER II.

FROM the mediæval tranquillity of Villebrumeuse to the dreary desolation of Tilbury Crescent is a sorry change. Instead of the quaint peaked roofs and grand old churches, the ve...

3. CHAPTER III.

THERE were several notes and letters in the next packet which Eustace Thorburn examined, and over these he lingered very long--reading some amongst them a second time, and retur...

4. CHAPTER IV.

HAROLD JERNINGHAM lived in Park Lane. To say this, and to say in addition to this that it was his privilege to inhabit a snug little bachelor dwelling, with bay-windows from the...

5. CHAPTER V.

AMONGST the contributors to the literary periodical of which Mr. Desmond was the editor, Daniel Mayfield occupied no insignificant position. The most genial and good-natured of...

6. CHAPTER VI.

EUSTACE THORBURN went to Bayham, and took up his quarters at the George Hotel. The Dorsetshire watering-place had once been fashionable; but its fashion had departed, and an atm...

7. CHAPTER VII.

THEODORE DE BERGERAC and Harold Jerningham were friends of thirty years’ standing. There was some distant relationship between them--some remote cousinship arising from the marr...

8. CHAPTER VIII.

IT was the drowsiest hour of a drowsy August afternoon when Eustace Thorburn made his way on foot from the Windsor terminus to the bailiff’s house at Greenlands. He had put his...

9. CHAPTER IX.

IN the earlier years of her loneliness, Mrs. Jerningham’s efforts in the way of little dinners were generally crowned with success. Women liked to dine at the toy-villa, because...

10. CHAPTER X.

IN this bright summer-time the gardens of the toy-villa were a paradise of roses. The lawns were dotted by great clumps and mounds of blossom; red and white damask and maiden’s-...

11. CHAPTER XI.

EUSTACE THORBURN found existence altogether a new kind of thing at the old house amongst the Berkshire woods. His sorrow for the death of his mother was no transient shadow, to...

12. CHAPTER XII.

MRS. JERNINGHAM spent her autumn at Spa, where Mrs. Colton, the amiable dragon, drank the waters with the patient regularity of a valetudinarian, and wondered at the Continental...

13. CHAPTER XIII.

AS an individual who, by arduous and unremitting labour--by the sweat of his brow and the ceaseless working of his brain--had contrived to secure for himself a decent income in...

14. CHAPTER XIV.

IT happened that the day on which Mr. Desmond paid his visit to Paul’s Terrace, Islington, was a day unmarked by any particular engagement. There had been a time when he was onl...