Category: Historical Novels
"_Le jour viendra_--it is the motto of our family--given to us by Henry VI. 'The day will come,'" said old Lord Lamorna, proudly, as he lay back in his easy chair, with his elbows resting on the arms thereof, and the tips of his upraised fingers placed together, as if he was a...
"_Le jour viendra_--it is the motto of our family--given to us by Henry VI. 'The day will come,'" said old Lord Lamorna, proudly, as he lay back in his easy chair, with his elbo...
24. CHAPTER XXIV.He had written from Rhoscadzhel to Constance, imploring her permission in moving terms to see Sybil once again, and have some farewell explanation with her, ere he departed to I...
11. CHAPTER XI.The next noon proved a lovely autumnal one, and Sybil repaired once more to the tarn for the purpose of giving a few finishing touches to her sketch. She would have blushed with...
12. CHAPTER XII.On the following evening Sybil had set forth on an errand of charity to one of the many poor who blessed the bounteous hand of her mother--the widow of a fisherman who had peris...
21. CHAPTER XXI.The statements made to Audley Trevelyan by his father as to the dubious position of the two ladies at Porthellick--artful statements which seemed, without collusion, to corrobor...
18. CHAPTER XVIII.To Audley's mind there was a freshness and innocence about Sybil, that made her image dwell in his heart prominently, and more vividly than the dashing and showy Mabel and Rose...
4. CHAPTER IV."Then ride on and lose no time," replied Richard, as he hastened to the house, where he found confusion and dismay predominant, the servants hovering in the vestibule, conversin...
3. CHAPTER III.The season was autumn now, and on the succeeding day--the last he meant to spend at Rhoscadzhel for some time at least--Richard Trevelyan appeared in the breakfast parlour again...
10. CHAPTER X.While Constance Trevelyan--or Lady Lamorna, for so we ought to name her, though still known only as Mrs. Devereaux--was counting the hours of her husband's absence, and looking...
14. CHAPTER XIV.The stranger who had called to Sybil by name, and who had recognised her from the summit of the cliff, was no other than General Trecarrel, the same whom her parents had so stud...
22. CHAPTER XXII.General Trecarrel, who was an amiable and well-disposed man, felt the utmost regret in having been present at an interview so painful, unseemly, and perplexing. Notwithstanding...
26. CHAPTER XXVI.Meanwhile how fared it with poor Sybil, who knew not whether he was at home or abroad, or had already forgotten her, and married perhaps the more sparkling and showy Rose Trecar...
7. CHAPTER VII.It was a difficult task for Constance Devereaux to conceal her undeniable joy from her affectionate and observant son and daughter; and her heart would sometimes upbraid her tha...
19. CHAPTER XIX.At the very time when Mabel Trecarrel was singing to tease Audley, Sybil was beginning a song of a very different character and calibre to soothe or amuse her mamma. It was a gr...
20. CHAPTER XX.And so he was gone--this tender husband, who had loved her so dearly, and whose secret she had shared so unavailingly for years; and apart from the horror of the doubt that hung...
17. CHAPTER XVII.Duly next day, at a proper visiting-hour, the handsome and well-appointed carriage of General Trecarrel, occupied only by his two daughters and Audley Trevelyan, was seen bowlin...
27. CHAPTER XXVII.She had been, for the tenth and last time, at the nearest market-town, where, in the shop windows of a druggist, who combined the dispensing of medicines with groceries, and the...
16. CHAPTER XVI.On seeing Constance without her bonnet, and with her dark hair somewhat in disorder, the first impression of the General was, how extremely like her daughter she proved, and how...
23. CHAPTER XXIII.Constance never smiled again; yet in the presence of Sybil she never gave way to the paroxysms of passionate grief that came over her when she was alone or in the seclusion of h...
15. CHAPTER XV.He'd face Tregeagle himself--lower away gently, lads. His ancestors existed hundreds of years ago; and for the matter o' that, I spose so did mine; we be all old Cornish _keth_."*
13. CHAPTER XIII.For a little space we shall return to the pretty villa of Porthellick, and to the anxious life of her who dwelt there; her thoughts ever with her absent son and husband. In this...
9. CHAPTER IX.If ever Constance left the villa, she sought the direction of the coast, and when there never wearied of watching the wide expanse of the Bristol Channel with its passing ships...
6. CHAPTER VI.When stationed with his regiment in Montreal he had made, at some public assembly, the acquaintance of Constance Devereaux, then a girl fresh from school. He was fascinated by h...
8. CHAPTER VIII.Sybil who was clever with her pencil, made up quite a collection of sketches from her portfolio, a pleasant labour of love, for Denzil to take with him, as a souvenir of herself...
5. CHAPTER V.More than forty miles distant from Rhoscadzhel, on that part of the Cornish coast which is washed by the waves of the Bristol Channel, at a place named Porthellick, or the Cove...
25. CHAPTER XXV.The usually sweet and placid little face of Constance was now inflamed with rage and distorted by grief. Her colour came and went, like her breath, rapidly; and through their te...
2. CHAPTER II.On the smooth lawn his brother was walking to and fro, with a cigar between his firm white teeth, with his heart a prey to bitter and exciting thoughts; and though Richard Treve...