Oriole's daughter, a novel, Volume 3 (of 3)

Before the end of June, Yewridge Hall had been taken by the Marchmonts for a year, and they were established in it, not without considerable noise and bustle, pomp and circumsta...

Fulvia’s mocking amusement at her husband’s grandiose ideas as to the society they would presently be called upon to entertain was not altogether justified by the result. A good...

‘My husband is intensely disappointed,’ she said, ‘but he is not at all well to-day. Dr. Brownrigg was here this morning, and absolutely forbade his coming in to dinner. You wil...

In spite of all the care bestowed upon him, and of his own unrelaxing efforts to fulfil his doctor’s promises that he should get well, Marchmont’s health did not improve. There...

‘I will go to him,’ she said in a perfectly unmoved voice, and when the servant had gone she closed her eyes for a moment, as if to shut out what was immediately around her.

Very late that night Signor Oriole sat in the room which was called his study, quite alone. He slept less and less as he grew older, and he was left, as usual, with all the lowe...

It was still long before noon when Signor Oriole and his charge arrived in London. Some little conversation they had had on the journey on the most prosaic, matter-of-fact detai...

Only three years have passed since that night when Fulvia made confession to her father of what had happened. They pursued their journey South on the following day, and presentl...

Regions of Ontario, the Canadian Shores of the Great Lakes, the Lake of the Woods Region, Manitoba and “The Great North-West,” The Canadian Rocky Mountains and National Park, Br...