Category: Historical Novels

Dulcie Carlyon: A novel. Volume 3 (of 3)

A new emotion--a hot thirst for blood--was in the heart of Florian now; his whole nature seemed to have undergone a sudden and temporary change; and to those who could have seen him his face would have been found deadly pale, and his dark eyes full of sombre fury.

Chapters

1. CHAPTER I.

A new emotion--a hot thirst for blood--was in the heart of Florian now; his whole nature seemed to have undergone a sudden and temporary change; and to those who could have seen...

2. CHAPTER II.

The middle of July had come, and matters remained almost unchanged in the family circle at Craigengowan. Lady Fettercairn had not yet carried out her threat of getting rid of Du...

3. CHAPTER III.

Dulcie was light of foot, young, bright, and active, yet with all her lightness and activity, times there were now when she failed to fly fast enough for Madame's smelling-bottl...

4. CHAPTER IV.

On the 19th of June the Second Division, the operations of which were now combined with those of Sir Evelyn Wood's Flying Column, resumed its march to the front after the failur...

5. CHAPTER V.

Shafto was located in a quiet hotel in St. Andrew Square, Edinburgh, whither he had come in hope to raise money to meet the difficulties in which he had become involved. When aw...

6. CHAPTER VI.

The Major had gone to the 'little dinner' at the desire of Kippilaw, but unwillingly; he had evidently heard something about Shafto--knew him by reputation, and during the meal...

7. CHAPTER VII.

In the camp at the Entonjaneni Mountain the troops had two entire days' rest, which enabled Florian to recover completely from the effects of the accident which had befallen him...

8. CHAPTER VIII.

Since the reader last saw Dulcie Carlyon she had become chilled and changed in manner, under the influence of Lady Fettercairn's bearing and remarks, to all save Finella. All he...

9. CHAPTER IX.

'Go I must,' murmured Dulcie, when in the solitude of her own room she said her nightly prayers on her knees. 'I cannot help it. I may come to want bread by the step I am about...

10. CHAPTER X.

She regretted that she had not anticipated such an unforeseen event by dismissal. Visitors, she knew, would miss the bright-faced, golden-haired English girl who--when permitted...

11. CHAPTER XI.

Mail after mail came to head-quarters, brought by post-carts and orderlies, from the rear, but they brought no letters from Dulcie Carlyon. So, whether she had, as she threatene...

12. CHAPTER XII.

We now turn to a very different scene and locality--to Regent Street, still deemed the architectural _chef d'œuvre_ of the celebrated Mr. Nash, though it is all mere brick and p...

13. CHAPTER XIII.

We have written somewhat ahead of our general narrative, and must now recur to Lord Fettercairn's visit to Mr. Kenneth Kippilaw in Edinburgh, at that gentleman's request--one wh...

14. CHAPTER XIV.

By the 13th of August the cordon of European troops and Native lines drawn round the district in which the fugitive King of the Zulus lurked had been drawn closer, and it was no...

15. CHAPTER XV.

Meanwhile Hammersley's suspicion and jealousy grew apace, and it has been said that when the latter emotion begins to reason, we legally 'always hold a brief for the prosecution...

16. CHAPTER XVI.

September was creeping on, and in London then the weather is often steady and pleasant, though in the mornings and evenings the first chills of the coming winter begin to be fel...

17. CHAPTER XVII.

After her flight from Craigengowan to London, Dulcie had found shelter in the same house wherein she had lodged after leaving Revelstoke, in a gloomy alley that opens northward...

18. CHAPTER XVIII.

Dulcie had thought that no possible harm could accrue to her from rambling or sitting in that beautiful Park alone, and watching the children playing with their hoops along the...

19. CHAPTER XIX.

On an afternoon subsequent to this episode Dulcie was lost in a day-dream, born of her own sad thoughts, her soft blue eyes fixed vacantly on the hideous and dingy brick edifice...