Category: Novels
He had been toiling under the noontide heat up the narrow defile which led from Grassenfel to Tordale. He had grown weary of the way, of the rough path, of the rugged scenery. He had looked to his right hand and to his left, and behold on the one side stormy Skillanscar met hi...
He had been toiling under the noontide heat up the narrow defile which led from Grassenfel to Tordale. He had grown weary of the way, of the rough path, of the rugged scenery. H...
2. CHAPTER II.It was so seldom that the Vicar of Tordale met with any man able and willing to talk about the outside world in which he had once played his part, that he felt loth to lose his...
3. CHAPTER III.After parting from his new friend, Captain Stondon ascended the path that led past the waterfall, across the little mountain stream, and half way to the top of Helbeck. It was h...
4. CHAPTER IV.After many days Captain Stondon, with the fever which had prostrated him subdued, awoke from a quiet sleep, and looked as well as extreme weakness would permit about the room he...
5. CHAPTER V.Earth it does not ask—care it does not demand. Cut it off from all apparent means of support, and it thrives notwithstanding. Detach a leaf from the parent plant, suspend it by...
6. CHAPTER VI.It was the middle of October. The September harvest had been reaped and carried; the sickles were laid aside for another year, and the barns were full to overflowing; it was get...
7. CHAPTER VII.The short October day was drawing to a close when the party reached home; and it had grown so dark by the time they reached the Hill Farm, that candles were lighted and curtains...
8. CHAPTER VIII.“You are right,” said Mr. Aggland. “Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits;” but the sentence did not flow glibly off his tongue, and the farmer stood for a moment after he ha...
9. CHAPTER IX.During the greater part of the next day, Phemie mended stockings as if her life depended on the rapidity with which she worked. She would not eat—she would not talk—she would no...
10. CHAPTER X.The grief must have been terrible, the anxiety intense, that could have made Phemie Keller indifferent to her personal appearance; and, accordingly, in spite of all her sorrow a...
11. CHAPTER XI.Having won Phemie Keller, the next thing Captain Stondon desired was to wed her. It might have made the heart of many a matchmaking mother ache with envy to hear how the man ham...
12. CHAPTER XII.Spring came to the sweet valley of Tordale—came with its flowers and sunshine—its showers—its springing grass—its budding trees—its balmy winds—its wealth of promise—across the...
13. CHAPTER XIII.Montague Stondon, Esquire, barrister-at-law, heir presumptive to Marshlands, fifteenth, or twentieth, or thirtieth cousin, or something equally near of kin to the man who had ju...
14. CHAPTER XIV.When Mrs. Montague Stondon invited her relations to dine with them in “a quiet way,” she assured Captain Stondon that she would not ask more than a couple, or so, of friends to...
15. CHAPTER XV.Five years after Mrs. Montague Stondon’s little party in Chapel Street, the 3·55 express was tearing along the Eastern Counties line to Disley under the glare of the afternoon sun.