The day will come

The joy-bells clashed out upon the clear, bright air, startling the rooks in the elm-trees that showed their leafy tops above the grey gables of the old church. The bells broke...

There is a touch of childishness in all honeymoon couples, a something which suggests the Babes in the Wood, left to play together by the Arch-Deceiver, Fate; wandering hand in...

That idea of the Strangways had taken hold of the bride’s fancy. She went into the hall with Godfrey after dinner, and they looked together at the family group. The picture was...

The sunshine of a summer morning, streaming in through mullioned windows that looked due south, raised Juanita’s spirits, and dispersed her fears. It was impossible to feel depr...

Sir Godfrey’s device for diverting his wife’s mind from the morbid fancies of the previous night answered admirably. She left Dorchester in high spirits, after having invited he...

“Is not short payne well borne that bringes long ease, And layes the soule to sleepe in quiet grave? Sleepe after toyle, port after stormie seas, Ease after warre, death after l...

Lord Cheriton liked to take his summer holiday on a sunny sea-shore where there were not many English visitors. Paramé St. Malo fulfilled both these conditions. It afforded him...

Trains were favourable, and there was no necessity for a special engine to carry Lord Cheriton and his wife to the house of mourning. It was not yet noon when the closed landau...

“Poor girl! put on thy stifling widow’s weed, And ’scape at once from Hope’s accursèd bands; To-day thou wilt not see him, nor to-morrow, And the next day will be a day of sorrow.”

Theodore Dalbrook, a sensible, hard-headed man of business, was like a puppet in his cousin’s hands. She told him to toil for her, and he deemed himself privileged to be allowed...

Ferret Court is one of the few places in the Temple which have not been improved and beautified out of knowledge within the last thirty years. The architect and the sanitary eng...

The _dame du comptoir_ beckoned a waiter, and delegated some portion of her supreme authority to him for the next quarter of an hour. She constituted as it were a Regency, and g...

“Thou takest not away, O Death? Thou strikest—absence perisheth, Indifference is no more; The future brightens on our sight; For on the past hath fallen a light That tempts us t...

“Then through my brain the thought did pass, Even as a flash of lightning there, That there was something in her air, Which would not doom me to despair; And on the thought my w...

“For men have marble, women waxen minds, And therefore are they formed as marble will; The weak oppress’d, the impression of change kinds, Is formed in them by force, by fraud,...

“No, that was the odd part of the business. He had the steady, respectable air of a bread-winner, a professional, or perhaps a commercial man. I could not tell which. There was...

Christmas at Dorchester was not a period of festivity to which Theodore Dalbrook had hitherto looked forward with ardent expectations, but in this particular December he found h...

Harrington Dalbrook, having in a manner given hostages to Fortune, entered upon his new career with a strength of purpose and a resolute industry which took his father by surprise.

February had begun, the frost and snow had disappeared. There were soft breathings of spring in the breezes that blew over the broad grassy downs beyond the Roman encampment, an...

Theodore went back to wintry London before the year was a week old. He settled himself by his lonely fireside, in the silence of his old-fashioned rooms. All he had of the beaut...

“Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That time will come and take my love away. This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.”

“And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong.”

“Upon a tone, A touch of hers, his blood would ebb and flow, And his cheek change tempestuously ... But she in these fond feelings had no share; Her sighs were not for him; to h...

Theodore and his friend betook themselves to Cheriton Chase on the following Friday, for that kind of visit which north country people describe as “a week end.” They carried the...

Theodore and his friend strolled across the Park on Saturday afternoon in the direction of the west gate, Cuthbert Ramsay intent upon carrying out his intention of introducing h...

That suggestion of Cuthbert Ramsay’s of latent madness in the lodge-keeper came upon Theodore like a flash of lurid light, and gave a new colour to all his thoughts. It was in v...

“I saw her too. Yes, but you must not love her. I will not, as you do; to worship her, As she is heavenly and a blessed goddess; I love her as a woman.”

Cuthbert Ramsay arrived at Dorchester on Saturday just in time to dress for dinner, and he contrived to make himself so agreeable to all the family in the course of that friendl...

Theodore walked moodily along the lane leading to the West Gate, brooding over discrepancies and difficulties in the case which he had set himself to unravel. As he drew near Mr...

“Well, Theodore, what is your discovery?” asked Lord Cheriton half an hour later, the two men standing face to face in Mrs. Porter’s sitting-room, amidst the silence of the summ...

The cob was all the fresher for the impatience which he had suffered in standing for nearly an hour in the lane, and he bowled the dog-cart along the level roads at a tremendous...

Lord Cheriton put the pistol-case under his arm and left the cottage. The case was covered by his loose summer overcoat, and anybody meeting him in the Park might have supposed...

Lord Cheriton sent his valet and his portmanteau to Victoria Street in a cab, and walked to Hercules Buildings. It was a short distance from the terminus, and the movement was a...

Lord Cheriton heard the story of his daughter’s fate in silence. It was an old and a common story, and any words of reprobation uttered now would have seemed a mockery from the...

Lord Cheriton opened the familiar gate. The very sound with which it swung back as he passed recalled a life that was gone, that had left nothing but an exceeding bitter sorrow....

It seemed to Lord Cheriton as he drove to Victoria Street in Dr. Mainwaring’s brougham, that the day which had just come to an end had been the longest day of his life. He looke...

Mrs. Porter’s evanishment created considerable talk in the little village of Cheriton, and would doubtless have been the occasion of still greater wonder but for the impenetrabl...