The marriage of Susan

As she got off the train at Reifsville the loafers about the little station and about the General Store across the road divined, without knowing just why, that she was too "diff...

If Mrs. Houghton could have caught a glimpse of the Schrekengust household at supper a half hour later she would have felt that, after all, rather than have her son marry into a...

The time has come at last when I can no longer hold back the question which for weeks and weeks I have not allowed myself to ask you--and which you must have wondered why I have...

Susan had quite formed a habit, of late, of taking the precaution, at the end of her day's work in her school-room, to peep from the window to see whether the coast were clear s...

Although Susan's family treated her "ruin" (as they technically labelled her unlegalized motherhood) with all sympathy and tenderness, it blighted their simple lives as nothing...

"The ride over is awful nice. Plenty of scenery and all like that--you're so much fur scenery, I took notice a'ready. They ain't nothin' about you escapes me, you bet you!"

In after years Susan was often obliged to bring before her memory very vividly the conditions which could have been overwhelming enough to have driven her into marrying Joe Houg...

By the time Susan got back to White Oak Farm that September evening it was dark and late; and Joe, anxiously pacing the front porch of their picturesque cottage, greeted her cro...

Mr. and Mrs. Sidney Houghton found themselves alone together longer and more intimately in their Pullman drawing-room, on their homeward journey from Newport to White Oak Farm,...

But she did not leave her husband. Josie came down with whooping-cough and of course she could not desert a sick child. She nursed him devotedly for six weeks and became so run...

In the first months of her marriage Susan had not felt that Joe's dwelling-place was her home; she was neither its creator nor its mistress; only its housekeeper. The only conce...

As the days, weeks, and months slipped by Susan came more and more to let circumstances get the better of her; her husband's will and personality dominate their joint life; her...

Susan was early given to understand, after the removal to the big house, that Joe expected to live there very much as he had previously lived there with a succession of hired ho...

Susan, taking up her vigil at Joe's bedside during the small hours of the night, to relieve the trained nurse, was kept feverishly wide awake not only by Joe's laboured, painful...

For of course every dollar his mother spent would take off just that much from _his_ ultimate inheritance. He was worried. He knew that his father had never allowed her any free...

"I'm not such an idiot as to let my life be hampered and thwarted and dwarfed by the will of a dead man! It was bad enough to have to submit to the will of a live one!"

Sidney's story, as recited to his son that night, while they sat together in the little living room of the cottage, assumed the colour of a mere college-boy escapade which, far...