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Excerpt from Syrlin, Vol. 2 of 3Beaufront's chief place, Deloraine Castle, was not agreeable to him it was an enormous pile of composite architecture suggestive of im mense expenditure, stiffness, state, and constant social obligations. He infinitely preferred ahy of his other places, Heronsmere, in a south western county, a lovely old Tudor house set amidst luxuriant woods Ronceroi, a chateau in Normandy looking over the Channel seas Appleden...

Excerpt from Strathmore, Vol. 2 of 3: A RomancePerhaps - but not in our world Where passion enters all worlds have the same law! You have made me learn the same madness as an Israelite learnt from Mariamne a thousand years ago, as twice a thousand a Spartan learnt from Ole onice.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an impo...

Excerpt from Strathmore, Vol. 1 of 3: A RomanceDevelopment of temperament, and the issue of action. If it allure any reader, I would hope that such allure ment will rest, not on the skeleton of its outline, but in the manner in which that outline is filled in and coloured.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important h...

Excerpt from Cecil Castlemaine's Gage: And Other NovelettesSo she would put them all aside and turn the tables on her friends, and go on her own way, proud, peerless, Cecil Castle maine, conquering and unconquered, and Steele must have had her name in his thoughts, and honoured it heartily and sincerely, when he wrote one Tuesday, on the 21st of October, under the domino of his Church Coquette, I say I do honour to those who can be coquettes a...

Excerpt from Syrlin, Vol. 1 of 3But far more frequently the comments on the Court pageantry were favourable and friendly, and the coachmen in the periwigs were hailed with admiration and delight, the quiet coloured broughams with their sober liveries were received with dis appointment and disfavour.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a rep...

Excerpt from A House PartyThey are not, however, bad friends, and' have even, at the bottom of their hearts, a lasting regard for each other. This is saying much, as times go. \vhen they are alone they quarrel considerably, but then they are so seldom alone. They both consider this disputatiousness the inevitable result of their respective rela tions. They have three sons, very pretty boys and great pickles, and two young and handsome daughter...

Excerpt from Guilderoy, Vol. 1 of 2He walked along the terrace without any especial aim or object in doing so. The day was late in Sep tember, but the air was still warm. The dahlias and china-asters were glowing in their beds, and the salvias, blue and red, made strong bands of colour where the sun's rays caught them. There was a fresh homely scent of damp grass and fallen leaves, and now and then a scent from the sea, which was but a few mil...

Excerpt from An AltruistSe HE scene is Wilfrid Ber tram's rooms in Piccadilly, facing the Green Park. The time is six O'clock in the after noon. The audience is a goodly number of men and women of that class Which calls itself Society. The rooms are small and the guests are many. A few look contemptuously amused. A great many appear excruciatingly bored It's all rot! Says one gentleman in confidence to his walking-stick.About the PublisherForg...

Excerpt from Toxin: A Story of VeniceThey wore white clothes with red sashes and red rib bons round their straw hats, they were in her private ser vice, they steered quickly home again over the calm wa ter-way, and in and out the crowded craft by the Schia vome, past the Customs House, and S. Giorgio, and the Salva tore, until they reached a pal ace on the Grand Canal, which was their mistress's residence, with poles painted red and white, wit...

Excerpt from Ariadnê, Vol. 3 of 3: The Story of a DreamSo the months passed by and became years, -fulfilling their course with that terrible speed which sows the earth so thick with graves.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally recons...

Excerpt from A Village CommuneThe bright green country lies close about Santa Rosalia, and indeed is one with it, and in summer so overlaps it, and roofs it in, with vine-foliage and clouds of silvery olive leaf that nothing is to be seen of it except the bell-tower of its chief church, San Giuseppe, with a statue of the saint upon its roof pointing heavenward.Things had always come and gone easily in Santa Rosalia in the old days, and even in...

Excerpt from Folle-Farine, Vol. 1 of 3Only the dust: the dust that ¿ows out from between the grindstones, grinding exceeding hard and small, as the religion which calls itself Love avers that its God does grind the world.It is a nothing, less than nothing. The stones turn, the dust is born, it has a puff of life, it dies. Who cares? No one. Not the good God, not any man, not even the devil. It is a thing even devil-deserted. Ah, it is very lik...

Excerpt from Puck: His Vicissitudes, Adventures, Observations, Conclusions, Friendships, and Philosophies, Vol. 3 of 3Which was no doubt true and the storm-drum never yet has beaten that has warned men of a fatal passion.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-ar...

Excerpt from Bimbi: Stories for ChildrenAbout the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the origina...

Excerpt from The Tower of Taddeo, Vol. 3 of 3'Will you come to supper, madami-gella? It grows late, ' cried the rough voice of Veronica from the inner chamber, where their frugal table was spread.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally...

Excerpt from The Tower of Taddeo, Vol. 2 of 3OF her father's learning and nobility of character Beldia was passionately rever ent and proud, but to certain weak nesses in him she could not be Wholly blind. When the new-comer from the north timidly hinted to her his percep tion that she had little pleasure in seeing him return frequently to the library, she answered him With honesty and candour.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundr...

Excerpt from Folle-FarineOnly the dust: the dust that ¿ows out from between the grindstones, grinding exceeding hard and small, as the religion which calls itself Love avers that its God does grind the world.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology ...

Excerpt from Tricotrin the Story of a Waif and StrayIT was autumn, a rich golden autumn of France, with the glow of burn ing sunsets, and the scarlet pomp Of reddened woods, and the purple and the yellow of grapes gathered for the wine-press, and the luscious dreamy odor Of overripened fruits crushed, by careless passing feet, upon the orchard mosses. Afar Off, in the full noon-day, the winding road was white and hot with dust, but here in a n...

Excerpt from Strathmore, or Wrought by His Own Hand: A Life RomanceWnr're Lamas meant neither snow-drops, by their pretty old English name, ghosts in white cere-clothes, nor belles in white tarlatan. It was only an old densely-wooded estate down in one of those counties that give Creswick his cool chequered shade and wild forest streams, and lend Birket Foster his shallow sunny brooks and picturesque roadsides, but which, I am told of superior...

Excerpt from Tricotrin the Story of a Waif and Stray, Vol. 1 of 3Mistigri cocked her head on one side, but would not waste time in replying: her little shiny black mouth was full of good kernels.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally ...