Young women -- Fiction
Mary Elton was a girl whom her friends called unusual, and her friends’ friends, peculiar. She was young enough to be judged leniently by her elders on the ground of her immaturity, and old enough to be looked up to by her juniors as a clever woman whose character was past the...
Mary Elton was a girl whom her friends called unusual, and her friends’ friends, peculiar. She was young enough to be judged leniently by her elders on the ground of her immatur...
2. CHAPTER IIPhilip Morley ascended the steps of Mr. Elton’s house on the afternoon of the “very informal” reception, at the psychological moment between the hours of four and six, when the...
3. CHAPTER IIIPhilip Morley’s imagination was not in the habit of being appealed to by individuals, so often as his mind and heart. But that he had plenty of imagination, waiting for the huma...
4. CHAPTER IVMary Elton lay on the couch in her room, thinking of the last words the doctor had said. He had been perfectly honest with her, partly because she was morally strong and desired...
5. CHAPTER V“A peep inside Death’s door would soften and chasten most people,” she told her bewildered uncle, “but on me it has had just the opposite effect. I suppose it’s because I made a...
6. CHAPTER VIWhen Mary’s year of foreign travel was over she found herself so completely unprepared for the flatness of life at home, that she shipped her uncle off for Boston, and decided t...
7. CHAPTER VIIThree years had passed since Boston society was shaken to its depths by hearing of the elopement of one of its adored and admired favorites. Most people were left frankly baffle...