Category: Romance
Mr. Serjeant Stillingfar sat at dinner in his house in Russell Square one Sunday afternoon. A great cause, in which he was to lead, had brought him up from circuit, to which he would return when the Nisi Prius trial was over. The cloth was being removed when I entered. He rece...
What will not a jealous and angry woman do? On the next morning (Friday) Blanche Level, believing herself to be more ignominiously treated than ever wife was yet, despatched a c...
7. CHAPTER VII.My Dear Charles,--I particularly wish you to come to me. I want some legal advice, and I would rather you acted for me than anyone else. Come up this morning, please. Your affec...
4. CHAPTER IV.Time had gone on--weeks and weeks--though there is little to tell of passing events. Things generally remained pretty much as they had been. The Levels were abroad again. Mrs. B...
1. CHAPTER I.Mr. Serjeant Stillingfar sat at dinner in his house in Russell Square one Sunday afternoon. A great cause, in which he was to lead, had brought him up from circuit, to which he...
5. CHAPTER V.October came in; and we were married early in the month, the wedding taking place from Mrs. Brightman's residence, as was of course only right and proper. It was so very quiet a...
11. CHAPTER XI.It was Thursday morning, the day on which Blanche Level was to travel to Marshdale. She sat in her dining-room at Gloucester Place, her fingers busy over some delicate fancy-wor...
10. CHAPTER X.The next day, Tuesday, I was very busy, hurrying forward to get down to Clapham in time for dinner in the evening. Lennard's report in the morning had been that Captain Heriot w...
8. CHAPTER VIII.The drawing-room floor at Lennard's made very comfortable quarters for Tom Heriot, and his removal from the room in Southwark had been accomplished without difficulty. Mrs. Lenn...
6. CHAPTER VI.Mrs. Brightman was certainly improving. When I reached her house with Annabel on the following day, Sunday, between one and two o'clock, she was bright and cheerful, and came to...
9. CHAPTER IX.Tom Heriot lay on his sofa in his bedroom, the firelight flickering on his faded face. This was Monday, the third day since the attack spoken of by Lennard, and there had not be...
3. CHAPTER III.The spring flowers were showing themselves, and the may was budding in the hedges. I thought how charming it all looked, as I turned, this Monday afternoon, into Mrs. Brightman'...
2. CHAPTER II.I found my way straight enough the next night to the little green with its trees and shrubs. Tom was there, and was humming one of our boyhood's songs taught us by Leah:
13. CHAPTER XIII.The two individuals who had chiefly marred the peace of one or another of us in the past were both gone where disturbance is not. Poor Tom Heriot was mouldering in his grave nea...