The British Barbarians

“You must do nothing of the sort,” Bertram cried authoritatively. “You don't love him at all, and you mustn't pretend to. It's wrong: it's wicked. Sooner or later--” He checked...

In time the two grew quite intimate together. But on one point Bertram would never give his new friend the slightest information; and that was the whereabouts of that mysterious...

During the next few weeks, accordingly, nothing of importance happened, from the point of view of the Brackenhurst chronicler; though Bertram was constantly round at the Monteit...

What do I mean by a Hill-top Novel? Well, of late we have been flooded with stories of evil tendencies: a Hill-top Novel is one which raises a protest in favour of purity.

At that moment, their colloquy was suddenly interrupted by the entry of a lady who immediately riveted Bertram Ingledew's attention. She was tall and dark, a beautiful woman, of...

“Yes, perhaps so; but we're not savages, either low or otherwise,” Bertram answered cautiously, perceiving his error. “And as to your other point, for reasons of my own, I prefe...

“You think I do it on purpose,” he said with an apologetic air; “I know you do, of course; but I assure you I don't. It's all pure forgetfulness. The fact is, nobody can possibl...

The newcomer smiled a curious self-restrained smile. He was both young and handsome. “Yes, I'm a stranger in your England,” he answered, gravely, in the tone of one who wishes t...

And all the time, what strange new lessons, what beautiful truths, she learned from Bertram! As they strolled together, those sweet August mornings, hand locked in hand, over th...