Category: Historical Novels

The Maid of Honour: A Tale of the Dark Days of France. Vol. 1 (of 3)

Although there was no cash in silken fob or broidered pocket, the Elect denied themselves no luxury. Bejewelled Fashion was sumptuously clad: my ladies quarrelled and intrigued, danced and gambled--my lords slept off the fumes of wine, and mopped the wounds begot of midnight b...

Chapters

10. CHAPTER IX.

Gabrielle was stung to the quick. When _she_ taught the infants her husband could never be lured into the nursery, and now--in so brief a space of time--a stranger had succeeded...

9. CHAPTER VIII.

Our dear marquise--as you have realised ere this--satisfied the desire of the eye in all ways, for, combined with beauty of feature and of colour, was the suave sweetness of exp...

4. CHAPTER IV.

In Touraine, midway between Tours and Blois, the venerable chateau of Lorge stands out from a wooded background, bathing its feet in the swiftly flowing Loire, morosely contempl...

2. CHAPTER II.

When it is so plain to lookers-on that people ought to be happy, how perverse it is of them to be miserable! As the queen had declared, Gabrielle Marquise de Gange had no ostens...

8. CHAPTER VII.

The family did not meet again till the next day at the hour of second _déjeuner_, and an intangible cloud appeared to have fallen on the party. There was something like suspicio...

1. CHAPTER I.

Although there was no cash in silken fob or broidered pocket, the Elect denied themselves no luxury. Bejewelled Fashion was sumptuously clad: my ladies quarrelled and intrigued,...

3. CHAPTER III.

Of pretty dark-eyed roguish Toinon, neither the lacqueys, nor pages, nor hairdressers could make anything. When they exposed their flame for her edification she was irreverent e...

11. CHAPTER X.

The abbé was a chameleon--bewildering in the abruptness of his changes. The carriage that returned from Montbazon was a chariot of triumph, and the abbé joined with vigour in th...

7. CHAPTER VI.

The eccentric schemer was true to his word, as grateful Phebus acknowledged with eyes more watery than usual. What a blessed thing it was to have so accommodating a brother as P...

5. CHAPTER V.

Never was there a greater bit of luck for the Lorge hermits than the epigram that was too pungent, and its consequences. With the arrival of the fugitives there was inaugurated...

6. livid. Like all seemingly light and effeminate beings, who are really

of wrought steel, the gay and frolicsome abbé could become a sweeping whirlwind; but since he usually managed to have his way unchallenged, serious atmospheric disturbances were...