Kingsworth; or, The Aim of a Life

The stir and the running up and down stairs caused by Katharine's illness at length attracted Emberance's attention, and she came out of the drawing-room to see what was the mat...

In the early spring Kate and her mother came to Fanchester to pay the Canon a long visit, after which their plans were uncertain; Kate wanted to go abroad, and Mrs Kingsworth ha...

That hot autumn day was destined, little as she knew it, to be a crisis in Katharine Kingsworth's life. She was very far from expecting that anything should happen to her, as sh...

Canon Kingsworth held a long conversation on the same day with Katharine's mother, in which he endeavoured to win her to his view of the division,--to which she was greatly averse.

"Yes, Miss Deane, I have always had a great curiosity to see, what to speak romantically I may call the home of my ancestors; but I did not know that I should meet any connectio...

Mrs George Kingsworth had reigned for a year over Kingsworth House, her father-in-law had grown very fond of her, and the estate had prospered under George's management. But Jam...

Major Clare sat by the fire in his brother's study at the Vicarage, smoking a cigar, and reflecting on the course of events. He had gone from home with a half intention of delay...

Emberance meanwhile had her own troubles. Not that her thoughts took the same line as Katharine's; she had never vexed herself about her supposed wrongs, and was much too fond o...

"Oh, Emberance! I am so glad to have a friend! I never have had any one to talk to, I have thought of you ever since the day I was confirmed. Oh, how I have wished that I could...

At the garden-gate of a pretty little house in one of the suburbs of Fanchester, on a sunny evening a few days after Canon Kingsworth's visit to Applehurst, stood the disinherit...

Emberance had come to spend the day in the Close, and when Kate had gone with her up stairs to take off her hat, the absence of her usual liveliness and the heavy look of her pr...

Emberance, meanwhile, had been welcomed home with great warmth by her mother and aunt, who had both missed her cheerful young presence, and set herself energetically to take up...

It was a still evening late in October. The level rays of the setting sun struck on the Kingsworth rocks till the little cove had almost the warmth of summer. Soft rosy clouds f...

Walter Kingsworth was speedily enlightened by his hosts as to the present state of affairs in the reigning branch of the Kingsworth family, how the wrong young lady was the heir...

Major Clare did not come back to the Vicarage, and Minnie and Rosa ceased to talk much of him to their friend. Katharine never knew with what explanation he had satisfied his fa...

Down in a valley from which the softly outlined, richly wooded hills sloped away on every side, shut out by copse and orchard from church and village, lay an old red-brick house...

Mrs Kingsworth remained near the library fire by herself. Her tears soon ceased, and she sat still and silent, in the grasp of a conviction from which she could not free herself...

Kingsworth was a moderate-sized old-fashioned house, standing amid bare undulating downs above a low line of chalky cliffs and looking over the sea. It was enclosed in a piece o...

Alice Taylor's story, when repeated to the Canon, and sifted as carefully as could be, lifted the weight of vague suspicion off the memories of the two brothers, and at any rate...