Category: Novels

Lettice

Lettice moved to the window. She choked down a little sob which was beginning to rise in her throat, and by dint of resolutely gazing out at what was before her, tried to imagine not only that she was not crying, but that she had not, never had had, the slightest inclination t...

Chapters

12. CHAPTER TWELVE.

The days went on. It was nearly a fortnight past the New Year, and nothing of moment had happened. Arthur's letter, written on Christmas Day, had been duly received, but it, any...

7. CHAPTER SEVEN.

A very cold winter morning, colder than is often the case before Christmas, and Christmas was still some days off. Snow had fallen in the night; and while some weather optimists...

4. CHAPTER FOUR.

It was the last evening of the young Morisons being all together at the Villa Martine, for Arthur was returning to England the following day. And a fortnight or so later, the si...

5. CHAPTER FIVE.

It was a lovely evening when the little party arrived at their destination. Many people had noticed them during their long journey, the two pretty sisters and the children, with...

6. CHAPTER SIX.

But things seldom turn out as even the most reasonable people expect. Much more than two or three weeks elapsed before Godfrey Auriol came down to Faxleham again. This was owing...

11. CHAPTER ELEVEN.

"Slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever: it may be a sound, A tone of music--summer's eve, or spring-- A fl...

8. CHAPTER EIGHT.

Arthur shook his head. He did not care about this cross-questioning, and, had he reflected a little, he would not perhaps have answered so openly. But he was inexperienced, and...

9. CHAPTER NINE.

About a week before the cold evening of Arthur's drive with the old farmer in his cart to Greenwell, late one afternoon, a young lady in deep mourning might have been seen getti...

2. CHAPTER TWO.

About ten days later, a sad little group was assembled in the pretty drawing-room of the Villa Martine. It was a lovely evening, but the sunshine outside was not reflected on th...

1. CHAPTER ONE.

Lettice moved to the window. She choked down a little sob which was beginning to rise in her throat, and by dint of resolutely gazing out at what was before her, tried to imagin...

3. CHAPTER THREE.

Lettice received her cousin in the drawing-room. She was, of course, expecting him, but there was not a touch of nervousness in her manner as she quietly shook hands with him, a...

10. CHAPTER TEN.

The drowsy cabman was aroused from his slumbers to be, rather to his surprise, paid and dismissed, but paid so handsomely that he went off thinking himself for once in the way o...