In Her Own Right

"Well, let Mose boss the niggers for you, at first; he understands them, he'll make them stand around. Come over to the drawing-room, sir, I want you to see the furniture, and t...

"Let them see the letter," Macloud answered, "but on the distinct stipulation, that they make no effort to apprehend 'Robert Parmenter's Successors' until the women are safely r...

"I see what's in your mind, all right. But it won't work, and you know it. You can have us arrested, yes--and lose your plunder. Parmenter's money belongs to the United States b...

The talk had turned on the subject of the Club Horse Show. It was scheduled for the following month, and was quite the event of the Autumn, in both a social and an equine sense....

Elaine's eyes were intent on Croyden's face--and what she saw there gave her great content: he might not be persuaded, but he loved her, and he would not misunderstand. Her face...

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"I don't care to guess!" she retorted. "Do you appreciate that the whole Eastern Shore will be searching for us by morning--and that, if the least indignity is offered us, your...

"May bring it back on a gold salver!" Croyden interjected. "No! No! Colin. Our only hope is that the thief threw away the letter, and that no one finds it until after we have th...

When they were duly transferred and witnessed, Croyden attached a draft drawn on an ordinary sheet of paper, dated Northumberland, and payable to his account at the Tuscarora Tr...

It was evening, when Croyden returned to Hampton--an evening which contained no suggestion of the Autumn he had left behind him on the Eastern Shore. It was raw, and damp, and c...

The reception hour was long passed, but the Secretary was in and would see Senator Rickrose. He came forward to meet him--a tall, middle-aged, well-groomed man, with sandy hair,...

He found an old history of Maryland in the book-case. It contained a map. Annapolis was somewhere on the Western Shore, he knew. He ran his eyes down the Chesapeake. Yes, here i...

"I wondered how long you would be coming to it!" Macloud remarked. "It's the old ruse, in a slightly modified form. Instead of a telephone or gas inspector, it was a workman who...

"Yes, sir! It's the William Paca (the Signer) mansion, but it served as the home of Dorothy Manners in _Richard Carvel_, and hence the name, sir: Carvel Hall. We've many fine ho...

"I'll show you the action," said Croyden. "Here, is the ejector," throwing the chamber out, "it holds six shots, you see: but you never put a cartridge under the firing-pin, bec...

"Yes, I'll take her to the gate!" muttered the Captain aside to Croyden, who was the very picture of contrition. "But if she only were a man! Are you ready, Amelia?" and he bowe...

She was clad in black velvet, trimmed in sable. Her head was bare. A blue cloak was thrown, with careless grace, about her gleaming shoulders. One slender hand lifted the gown f...