Mademoiselle Blanche: A Novel

"I shall certainly tell Dr. Broughton about it," she cried. "That poor child--she really _is_ nothing _but_ a child--she's just killing herself by inches, and her husband is wor...

As the summer passed, Jules said little to his wife about the circus; indeed, her work was scarcely mentioned between them, though every morning she practised her exercises. Jul...

For a few moments Tate looked thoughtfully at his wife. "Upon my word," he said, "I half suspect that you _want_ something to happen to that little woman. It would just be roman...

In spite of Jules' command, the reference to the convulsions, which had nearly cost Jeanne her life a few weeks after birth, sent Blanche agitatedly into the nursery. Madeleine...

Mrs. Percy Tate was a personage in London. For several years before her marriage, at the age of twenty-five, she had been known as an heiress and a belle. Even then she had a re...

Madeleine had speedily adapted herself to her duties as dresser to Mademoiselle Blanche, and her nightly trips to the theatre were the most exciting experiences of her life. Aft...

Jules was keeping his courage alive in the hope of seeing her at her apartment on Sunday. His only fear was that Durand would be there. Durand's published interview with Mademoi...

When she arrived at the hotel, at the close of a cold, foggy afternoon, she was surprised to be told by the _garçon_ that Madame Le Baron had left, and had gone to an apartment...

"Oh, she's too religious for _this_ world," Madame Perrault laughed. "I believe she'd go to mass every morning of her life if she didn't have to stay up so late at night. She ou...

The whole panorama of his manhood passed before him, the life of the young Parisian at the close of the century,--selfish, cynical, pleasure-loving, sense-gratifying, animal. He...

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"Oh, I don't know. I suppose because she's so good. I'm afraid of her sometimes. And I'm afraid of Louise when she gets her pious look on. How did you happen to fall in love wit...

Jules walked toward the little restaurant in the _Boulevard_ where he had dined the night before. He wanted to see André again, to talk over Mademoiselle Blanche with him. He fe...

That night, when Jules consulted Marshall, he learned what he had already surmised, that the manager was much upset by Miss King's refusal to extend her engagement on any but ex...