Category: Romance
It was a phrase often in Mr. Ogilvie's mouth. He said the words slowly, as he stood in the window, a tall thin man, narrow-shouldered, with a reedy inclination to stoop, looking this way and that way, manifestly wishing to escape.
It was a phrase often in Mr. Ogilvie's mouth. He said the words slowly, as he stood in the window, a tall thin man, narrow-shouldered, with a reedy inclination to stoop, looking...
2. CHAPTER II."Primrose! Is that it? Nothing very distinguished, after all. Well, now you can write 'Dear Miss Primrose.' Then you can refer to our troubles—to my mother's death, if she does...
3. CHAPTER III.Pauline had reached the age of twenty-seven without a love affair. She had always declared stoutly that she did not want to marry, that she did not care for men, that she prefer...
4. CHAPTER IV.THE Ogilvies occupied the ground-floor dining-room, and two bedrooms at the top of the house. Rudge had the upstairs drawing-room, and the best bedroom behind it, which looked l...
5. CHAPTER V.PAULINE stood on the station platform looking out for Nessie's train. Her waterproof cloak was as limp and nearly soaked as a waterproof can be, and her closed umbrella formed a...
6. CHAPTER VI."Go on like what?"—and Nessie opened her sleepy blue eyes wider than usual. She was lounging on the sofa, in an attitude which would have been ungraceful in anyone less young an...
7. CHAPTER VII.Pauline might have retorted, with equal truth, that there are also different ways of not doing things. She was hardly in spirits for a retort, however, unless it was an ill-temp...
8. CHAPTER VIII."Oh, dear, I'm so tired," Nessie as usual declared, dropping on the sofa. "I do want my tea. No letter from that old lady, I suppose? We've had a walk on the Parade with Mr. Rud...
9. CHAPTER IX.IT was a wet day, so nobody went with Pauline to the station. Why should anybody? Pauline always took care of herself and of everybody else—the said "everybody" being personifie...
10. CHAPTER X.PADDINGTON STATION at last, after changes and waitings diverse. Pauline secured a porter, and went with him after her trunk—in a hurry, of course, though no special cause for hu...
11. CHAPTER XI.Seemingly she was expected to be agreeable, and to have an unfailing fund of conversation at command. Miss Primrose talked all dinner-time, and nearly all the evening, never opp...
12. CHAPTER XII."I'm very much obliged to him! Now we have settled all that—haven't we?—and you have asked no end of questions. Our next move is to go upstairs. I'll show you the real Miss Prim...
13. CHAPTER XIII."YOU certainly do manage to send most dreadfully dull letters," complained Nessie, by post a fortnight later. "Anybody else spending a month in London would have no end of thing...
14. CHAPTER XIV.HOME once more! Pauline felt as if she had been away from Singleton for months. If only she could banish "him" from her thoughts, she might reconcile herself to the life of a co...
15. CHAPTER XV.It was like a dream to Pauline. She came to herself quickly, conscious of pain somewhere, but not yet able to localise it. Distant cries in Nessie's voice reached her first; the...
16. CHAPTER I."Bring my watch to this table. Mind you don't take it away again. Extraordinary that you never can remember! I can't see the clock, lying here. My writing-case has gone too. Put...
17. CHAPTER II."I have no relatives—none at least that I care to acknowledge as such. There are, perhaps, a few who might wish to put in a claim to distant cousinship. Ridiculously distant. We...
18. CHAPTER III.EDMUND HARVEY left the house of Mr. Detroit in a state of considerable preoccupation. It is not often that fortunes of £50,000 go begging in this style; or that a young solicito...
19. CHAPTER IV.HARVEY had not so much to say as usual during dinner, which, by-the-by, was well served, with all the particularity of a bachelor household. His thoughts were much occupied stil...
20. CHAPTER V.IT became evident that Mr. Detroit was a good deal changed by his illness. His hair was whiter, and the furrows on his face had deepened. Moreover, he walked with a somewhat tre...
21. CHAPTER VI.Harvey stood at the front door of Mr. Detroit's house. The servant who opened the door to him was young and sharp-eyed, manifestly a new importation. Was this Sparks' successor?...
22. CHAPTER VII.Somebody besides Harvey was more than glad to see again that fair young face. Campion had lived upon recollections of it month after month. Time had deepened rather than lessene...
23. CHAPTER VIII.NO sound escaped Ella's lips as she rushed over the slippery surface towards that perilous neighbourhood. But another was quicker. As she sped along, Campion dashed ahead, and H...
24. CHAPTER IX.HARVEY saw his sister safely home, having rather hurried her away from Campion. It was very easy to see whither things were tending, but he did not particularly wish a dénouemen...