Sons of fire, Vol. I.

The meet was at the Pig and Whistle, at Melbury, nine miles off. Rather a near meet--compared with the usual appointments of the South Sarum hounds--the ostler remarked, as Alla...

Allan Carew spent the best part of the following day at Beechhurst, better pleased with his inheritance than he would confess even to himself. The Admiral's Chinese experiences...

The hunting was nearly over by the time Allan Carew had established himself at Beechhurst and completed his stud. The selection of half a dozen hunters had given him an excuse f...

A middle-aged footman in the sober Wornock livery came at the sound of the bell, the St. Bernard watching the visitor with grave but friendly eyes, and evidently perfectly aware...

Allan recalled the story which Mrs. Mornington had told him of Mr. Wornock's marriage, and the mysterious birth of his son and heir--mysterious in that it was a strange thing fo...

A small dance in a bright airy country house on a balmy summer evening is about as pleasant a form of entertainment as can be offered to the youthful mind not satiated by metrop...

Allan called at the Grove two days after the dance--called at the friendly hour when there was a certainty of afternoon tea, if Mrs. Mornington were at home; and when he thought...

Allan was dashed by Suzette's refusal to accept him on any other footing than that of friendship, and he was angry with himself for having spoken too soon. The only comfort left...

After the incident of that September night, there was no longer the shadow of doubt in Allan's mind as to the relations between his father and the lady at Discombe Manor. That t...

Miss Vincent's engagement met with everybody's approval, with the one exception of the marriageable young ladies of the neighbourhood, who thought that Allan Carew had made a fo...

Mrs. Wornock's frank revelation of her girlish love and self-sacrifice lifted a burden from Allan's heart and mind. He had been interested in her, and attracted towards her from...