Category: Historical Novels
It was half-past nine in the evening. The concert in the great Saal of the _Kurhaus_ at Ems was just over, and the audience streamed out, with a clatter of conversation, and a sudden restoration of animation, into the fresher and yet deliciously warm air of the gardens. It was...
It was half-past nine in the evening. The concert in the great Saal of the _Kurhaus_ at Ems was just over, and the audience streamed out, with a clatter of conversation, and a s...
2. CHAPTER II.The Count and Countess of Trockenau were both young, rich, and what their countrymen call _lebenslustig_, a word for which we have no equivalent shorter than a well-rounded sent...
3. CHAPTER III.On the following morning, Sara came into the room where Falkenberg was standing alone, waiting for the rest of the company who were going to Lahnburg. In her hand she carried a...
4. CHAPTER IV.At Ems, the morning of the same day, some time after the Trockenau procession had gone past on its way to the station, two young ladies seated themselves on a bench in the Kurga...
5. CHAPTER V.A LAMP was brightly burning in the sick-room, with a shade over it, and so placed as not to dazzle the invalid’s eyes. The Sister had left the room when Jerome entered; and ther...
6. CHAPTER VI.There was no reason for, and no wish to linger at Ems when the necessary delay was over, and the necessary business accomplished. In a week from the time of Mr. Wellfield’s deat...
7. CHAPTER VII.The daylight lasts late in July. Though growing dusk in the house, it was yet broad daylight on the balcony of the room in which Jerome left his sister, when he set out to find...
8. CHAPTER VIII.The morning came, and with it, according to his promise, Jerome came to breakfast, bringing Avice with him. ‘Try to persuade her to be pleased to stay with me,’ Sara had said to...
9. CHAPTER IX.There was a pause before Ellen said: ‘It is much more difficult to judge of a gentleman, on the spot as it were; and for a woman, too. And then he is so much older.’
10. CHAPTER I.A LONG, dree journey by that very unsavoury route to and from the Continent—Rotterdam and Harwich—and Jerome Wellfield, on the morning after his parting from his sister and swee...
11. CHAPTER II.It was a glorious afternoon in the beginning of August, on which Wellfield left Manchester for his two hours’ journey to Wellfield, to arrive at which spot he had to pass throug...
12. CHAPTER III.Wellfield had only a very short distance to walk before he came to another great cavernous archway, the ‘Abbot’s Gate,’ and the second principal entrance to the Abbey. Great bee...
13. CHAPTER IV.In her room at the same hour sat Nita Bolton: the door locked, the lamp lighted. She was attired in a flowing dressing-gown, her hair falling in two long, thick plaits over her...
14. CHAPTER V.Morning again—a hazy, glorious August morning. When Wellfield threw open his window, a draught of air scented with everything that is sweetest and most exquisite was borne into...