Driven to bay, Vol. 1 (of 3)

The August sun had just sunk below the horizon, as Jack Blythe, a passenger by the down train from London to Portsmouth, walked leisurely home to a little cottage situated on So...

Few people who had only seen Vernon Blythe when in the pursuit of the manly exercises in which most sailors delight, and in which he especially excelled, would have recognised h...

On the same evening that the newly-appointed officer of the _Pandora_ was congratulating himself on his good luck, and trying to deceive himself into believing he was in love wi...

Of course the Vansittarts occupied the biggest and most expensive house they had been able to procure on taking up their residence in London. They were _nouveaux riches_ of the...

Godfrey Harland did not go home that night. He was contemplating the commission of a crime, and he felt little remorse upon the subject, but he dreaded the questioning of his wi...

Iris was looking forward to her husband’s return with an amount of determination that would have astonished any one who had seen her only in her moments of nervous prostration,...

The man who aspires to outwit a woman, gifted with the most ordinary characteristics of her sex, should get up very early in the morning. His brain may be larger and heavier tha...

The newly-appointed officers were on board the _Pandora_. Abel Coffin was the name of the chief officer. He was a short, broad built man, with a bullet head and square shoulders...

He was one of those wonderful anomalies in coat and trousers, at which we gaze curiously, as we speculate to which sex they belong. He had light flaxen hair, perceptibly crimped...

The sun shone brightly on the dark, turbid waters of the Indian Docks, making the binnacles sparkle like burnished gold, under the influence of his rays. The Blue Peter floated...

The _Pandora_ was a full-rigged, three-masted ship, built by the famous firm of Oswald & Company, of Glasgow and Sunderland. Her registered tonnage was 1500 tons. Her hull, lowe...

Before noon on the following day, the lighthouse at Dungeness was sighted, and the _Pandora_ parted company with her towboat. It was a joyous morning. A southerly wind blew its...

With a light wind and a flowing sheet the _Pandora_, now more than a fortnight out, moved slowly through the water. Astern was the island of Madeira, standing like a huge rock i...

‘Oh, now, John! do stop your nonsense, when you know well I’ve been your married wife for five-and-twenty years, and no man ever dared take a liberty with me yet.’