Category: Novels
"Sweet Content." That was my name when I was a very tiny child. It may sound rather conceited to tell this of myself, but when I have told all the story I am now beginning, I don't _think_, at least I _hope_, you, whoever you are that read it, won't say I am conceited. Indeed,...
We all waited, without speaking. Poor Major Whyte indeed seemed exhausted by his cough. There was a feeling in the air, I think, as if something strange were going to happen.
11. CHAPTER ELEVEN.The short winters day was already closing in when the carriage stopped at our own door. I was crouched up in one corner, _perfectly_ miserable, the fur rug was in a heap at my f...
1. CHAPTER ONE."Sweet Content." That was my name when I was a very tiny child. It may sound rather conceited to tell this of myself, but when I have told all the story I am now beginning, I do...
5. CHAPTER FIVE.After they had gone, neither mamma nor I spoke for a minute or two. I did not quite know what to say, and I was not sorry to have some little time to consider, while mamma quick...
9. CHAPTER NINE.It was a good thing for Anna's own comfort that afternoon that she was not of a very observant nature, otherwise she would certainly not have found me either a pleasant or court...
3. CHAPTER THREE.When I said "a pleasant day _for November_," I think I should have left out the two last words. For they rather sound as if November was rarely pleasant, and though this may be...
10. CHAPTER TEN."I am very sorry for the Yew Trees people," he said; "I've been there this morning to see Addie. I'm afraid he's in for bronchitis, poor little chap, and troubles never come sin...
7. CHAPTER SEVEN.One of the hardest things about trying to be good, particularly about trying to be _better_, for that means getting out of bad ways as well as getting into good ones, is the dre...
8. CHAPTER EIGHT.That winter and spring and summer, and the winter that followed them too, were, happy as my life had been in many ways, the happiest I had ever known. I was not, of course, cons...
4. CHAPTER FOUR."Nothing very particular," I said, and I felt myself get red. I should not have liked mamma to know my thoughts--I was rehearsing for the hundredth time the scene of my first me...
6. CHAPTER SIX.That luncheon and afternoon, or part of an afternoon, at Lady Honor's were very nice, and yet rather strange to me. I had so seldom been among several young people that I scarce...
2. CHAPTER TWO.Yes, it was papa. I opened the front-door a tiny bit just to make sure. He had already sprung out of the dog-cart, throwing the reins to the groom, who went round by a back way...