Category: Novels
Mr. Aloysius Gleam, member for Sunington, was a spare, precisely dressed little man on the hither side of forty. He was somewhat bald, and clean-shaven all to a tightly-screwed fair moustache. A gold-rimmed eye-glass added a quaint air of alertness to a shrewd, sharp-featured...
Mr. Aloysius Gleam, member for Sunington, was a spare, precisely dressed little man on the hither side of forty. He was somewhat bald, and clean-shaven all to a tightly-screwed...
2. CHAPTER II--A REVOLUTIONShe was the one thing feminine that had come across his path. He had stared at it like a new Adam. His original Eden lay at the back of the houses, and was divided by a low wall...
3. CHAPTER III--THE END OF AN ACTMr., or, as he loved to be designated, Captain Jenkyns, had once followed the sea. But that was a long time ago. The serious part of his life had been spent on a Thames steamer....
4. CHAPTER IV--LADY PHAYRE AND THE COMING MANGleam laughed, and spread out his hands before the blaze. He was familiar with her mood--a mild spiritual unrest, induced by supreme bodily comfort and intellectual disturbance....
5. CHAPTER V--LIZZIEThe National Progressive League, under whose auspices the meeting at Stepney had been held, had originated in the minds of certain members of the extreme Parliamentary left, the...
6. CHAPTER VI--THE STARS IN THEIR COURSESIt was the Tuesday luncheon-hour. The diningroom of the political club was thronged with hungry councillors from Spring Gardens, and politicians to whom the weekly meetings of t...
7. CHAPTER VII--A DEMAGOGUE’S IDYLLGoddard went away, after paying his first visit to Lady Phayre, with a wondering mind. His original intention had been to make it as short as he possibly could: he had remained...
8. CHAPTER VIII--WITH THE HELP OF LADY PHAYREThe outskirts of Ecclesby, where the “quality” live in villas decorously withdrawn from the roadway, and screened from public view by the garden-trees, are as pleasant as those...
9. CHAPTER IX--SOME PSYCHOLOGICAL MOMENTSGoddard mounted the stairs of Queen’s Court Mansions with a heavy tread. He was physically tired, and his heart was sullenly sore. He had felt himself irresistibly drawn hither,...
10. CHAPTER X--LADY PHAYRE THROWS HER CAP OVER THE WINDMILLS.It had been a quick rough grasp, bringing to Lady Phayre a new conception of handshakes. It had not been violent like that of certain per-fervid ones among her friends, forcing...
11. CHAPTER XI--RECONSTRUCTIONThe victory was complete. The sudden collapse of the firms caused a sensation all over the country. The newspapers were ringing with his name. He was the hero of the hour. At Ec...
12. CHAPTER XII--A LEADER OF MENGoddard sat down wearily in the stiffly furnished drawing-room to await his summons, and rested his head in his hands. He was very tired. The strain, mental and physical, of the...
13. CHAPTER XIII--THE CONCLUSION OF THE WHOLE MATTERThe Paris-Lyons express was speeding through the darkness. It was intensely cold. The two other occupants of the carriage were shiveringly asleep beneath their rugs. But Goddard...