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The two horsemen rode on their way. Neither spoke for several minutes. Sir Philip Hastings pondering sternly on all that had passed, and his younger companion gazing upon the scene around flooded with the delicious rays of sunset, as if nothing had passed at all.
Mrs. Hazleton was or affected to be a good deal flustered by the event which had just taken place, but after a number of certain graceful attitudes, assumed without the slightes...
18. Chapter 18"And so you got into the stocks to try what it was like. Well, I can't wonder--it is a very handsome pair of stocks," continued the Squire, with a loving look at the object of h...
5. Chapter 5her disease, which, notwithstanding his treatment, seemed to be rapidly gaining ground. As matters were in this state, one night Le Prun entered his wife's bedroom; her sister M...
6. Chapter 6I noticed the gleam of satisfaction that passed over M. Narelli's countenance at the mention of his name; and when he felt well assured that he was, at last, fairly on the track...
3. Chapter 3Mrs. Hazleton was up in the morning early. She was at all times an early riser, for she well knew what a special conservator of beauty is the morning dew, but on this occasion c...
2. Chapter 2Mrs. Hazleton was looking as beautiful as she had been at twenty--perhaps more so; for the few last years before the process of decay commences, sometimes adds rather than detra...
8. Chapter 8It is greatly to be regretted that Mr. Stirn was not present at the Parson's Discourse--but that valuable functionary was far otherwise engaged--indeed, during the summer months...
1. Chapter 1The two horsemen rode on their way. Neither spoke for several minutes. Sir Philip Hastings pondering sternly on all that had passed, and his younger companion gazing upon the sc...
15. Chapter 15"_Per Bacco!_" said Dr. Riccabocca, putting his hand on Lenny's shoulder, and bending down to look into his face--"_Per Bacco!_ my young friend, do you sit here from choice or n...
7. Chapter 7Here I trembled; but the ladies, Heaven bless them! had taken Parson Dale under their special protection; and observing that my father was puckering up his brows critically, the...
16. Chapter 16The dullest dog that ever wrote a novel (and, _entre nous_, reader--but let it go no farther--we have a good many dogs among the fraternity that are not Munitos[33]) might have...
17. Chapter 17Dr. Riccabocca, awakened out of his reverie by the sound of footsteps, was still so little sensible of the indignity of his position, that he enjoyed exceedingly, and with all t...
12. Chapter 12If, in the simplicity of his heart, and the crudeness of his experience, Lenny Fairfield had conceived it probable that Mr. Stirn would address to him some words in approbation...
9. Chapter 9Aid me, O ye Nine! whom the incomparable Persius satirized his contemporaries for invoking, and then, all of a sudden, invoked on his own behalf--aid me to describe that famous...
14. Chapter 14This time Mr. Sprott was without his donkey; for, it being Sunday, it is to be presumed that the donkey was enjoying his Sabbath on the common. The tinker was in his Sunday's be...
13. Chapter 13Unaffectedly I say it--upon the honor of a gentleman, and the reputation of an author, unaffectedly I say it--no words of mine can do justice to the sensations experienced by Le...
10. Chapter 10Just at that precise moment, who should appear but Mr. Stirn! For, in fact, being extremely anxious to get Lenny into disgrace, he had hoped that he should have found the young...
11. Chapter 11Randal Leslie had a very long walk home: he was bruised: and sore from head to foot, and his mind was still more sore and more bruised than his body. But if Randal Leslie had re...