While Caroline Was Growing

Copyright, 1906, by P. F. Collier & Son Copyright, 1907, by the S. S. McClure Co. Copyright, 1909, by the S. S. McClure Co., Benjamin B. Hampton, P. F. Collier & Son, and by the...

Suddenly a sound disturbed the peace of the woods--a scratching, rattling, scurrying sound. Something was moving through the dead leaves that had gathered among the roots and tr...

"You are a very brave girl," said the doctor, helping Delia to her feet and tucking the General, who alternately growled and cooed at his clothespin, into the perambulator. "You...

Soft the great voice was, soft and widely flowing; to Caroline, who had retreated to the further end of the music-room, so that Delia should not see her tears, it seemed as if D...

"Never laid his eyes on him," the woman went on sadly, "as if it was any good, to blame the poor baby! He's taken a terrible grudge on the little thing. He was awfully fond of h...

"My mother doesn't think it's right for Aunt Edith to go off and leave the house all alone the way she does," she explained; "she's always telling her some one will break in if...

"Oh, _damn_ this heart!" he complained fretfully. "I don't know what's the matter with me. That fortune woman, she knew. Last week it was I went. 'You're making a plan to end up...

With that he sat his teeth hard and pulling a leather pouch out of his pocket, began stuffing the pipe decisively. Caroline waited for him to continue, but as he lit the pipe an...

"Oh, Mr. Wortley," she urged, "it isn't that I don't see what you mean--partly. You think I don't, but I do. There's awful mistakes made in marryin', we all see 'em; even 'way b...

"That seems a fair proposition," he agreed. He reached for her hand and for a moment her soft, bright coloring, her dainty completeness, framed in the green of the little glade,...

"You! _You!_" she mimicked. "What have you to do with my flag? That goes up by my orders, let me inform you! Here, gardener--" and she waved her little parasol at the man in gra...

"My little friend here," she said, in an even, low voice, "was showing me this beautiful building and grounds and I utterly neglected to note the time. I fear I have lost my tra...

"You must be hungry," he said simply, and Caroline ate greedily. After he had brought her a tin cup of the spring water, he selected a brown pipe from a half dozen on the shelf...

"Maybe it is," her hostess answered quietly, "but it's true, all the same. I never have." Gold-bag did not blush for her rudeness, for the simple reason that she did not realize...

"A novel that may truly be called the greatest study of social life, in a broad and very much up-to-date sense, that has ever been contributed to American fiction."--_Chicago In...