Stand Fast, Craig-Royston! (Volume I)

On a certain sunny afternoon in May, when all the world and his wife were walking or driving in Piccadilly, two figures appeared there who clearly did not belong to the fashiona...

The young man whom Lord Musselburgh had hailed came into the middle of the room. He was a handsome and well-made young fellow of about three or four-and-twenty, with finely-cut...

There appeared a middle-aged man, of medium height, who looked like a butler out of employment; he was pale and flabby of face, with nervous eyes expressive of a sort of imbecil...

But on this particular evening, as it happened, Vincent had promised to dine at home; for his aunt was returning to Brighton on the following day; and there was to be a little f...

When Maisrie Bethune and her grandfather returned home after the little dinner at the restaurant she went upstairs to her own room, while he proceeded to summon the landlady's h...

It was a soft summer night, cool and fragrant after the heat of the long July day; and here, under an awning in the stern of the house-boat _White Rose_, were George Bethune, hi...

But something far more strange and wonderful happened to him the next morning; and that was his first _tete-a-tete_ conversation with Maisrie Bethune. It was quite unexpected, a...

On a certain still, clear, moonlight night a dog-cart containing two young men was being driven away from the little town of Mendover, out into the wide, white, silent country....

issued simultaneously in England. That is all I have to say, on a subject which at present seems to me to have something of a painful aspect--though I hope a satisfactory explan...