Armadale, Volume 1

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B. Tauchnitz, 1866 - 346 pages
 

Contents

I
1
II
9
III
19
IV
67
V
123
VI
156
VII
181
VIII
207
IX
229
X
250
XI
271
XII
291
XIII
314
XIV
330

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Page 177 - We have gone far enough,' he said. 'Stand by the sheet!' 'Stop!' cried Allan, from the bows of the boat. 'Good God! here's a wrecked ship right ahead of us!' Midwinter let the boat fall off a little, and looked where the other pointed. There, stranded midway between the rocky boundaries on either side of the Sound - there, never again to rise on the living waters from her grave on the sunken rock; lost and lonely in the quiet night; high, and dark, and ghostly in the yellow moonshine, lay the Wrecked...
Page 156 - Depend on my remembering what you have told me; depend on my standing between Allan and any enemy, man or woman, who comes near him. Thank you, Mr. Brock; a thousand thousand times, thank you ! I came into this room the most wretched of living men ; I can leave it now as happy as the birds that are singing outside ! " As he turned to the door, the rays of the rising sun streamed through the window, and touched the heap of ashes lying black in the black fireplace. The sensitive imagination of Midwinter...
Page 141 - He paused, and looked with a momentary impatience at the candle still burning on the table, in the morning light. The struggle to speak with composure, and to keep his own feelings stoically out of view, was evidently growing harder and harder to him. " It may possibly help your decision," he went on, " if I tell you how I determined to act toward Mr.
Page 159 - But the worst of it is, I can't quite make up my mind what answer to write. I want a word of advice. Come and sit down here, and I'll tell you all about it." With his loud boyish laugh — echoed by Midwinter, who caught the infection of his gaiety — he swept a heap of miscellaneous encumbrances off the cabin sofa, and made room for his friend and himself to take their places. In the high flow of youthful spirits, the two sat down to their trifling consultation over a letter lost in a tobacco-jar....
Page 321 - The public ought really to enjoy it in the form of a farce at one of the theatres. Luckily for both of us (to come to serious matters), your messenger is a prudent person. He sent upstairs to know if there was an answer. In the midst of my merriment I had presence of mind enough to send downstairs and say, 'Yes.' Some brute of a man says in some book which I once read, that no woman can keep two separate trains of ideas in her mind at the same time. I declare you have almost satisfied me that the...
Page 45 - Grace de Dieu. Nothing more was known of her than that she was bound for Lisbon ; that she had been driven out of her course ; and that she had touched at Madeira, short of men and short of provisions. The last want had been supplied, but not the first. Sailors distrusted the seaworthiness of the ship, and disliked the look of the vagabond crew. When those two serious facts had been communicated to Mr. Blanchard, the hard words he had spoken to his child in the first shock of discovering that she...
Page 136 - Why am I dwelling on these things ? why don't I get on to the end ? You shouldn't encourage me, sir, by listening so patiently. After a week more of wandering, without hope to help me, or prospects to look to, I found myself in the streets of Shrewsbury, staring in at the windows of a bookseller's shop. An old man came to the shopdoor, looked about him, and saw me. ' Do you want a job ?
Page 152 - I remembered afterward that she wore a thick black veil, a black bonnet, a black silk dress, and a red Paisley shawl. I feel all the importance of your possessing some better means of identifying her than I can give you. But unhappily — " He stopped. Midwinter was leaning eagerly across the table, and Midwinter's hand was laid suddenly on his arm. "Is it possible that you know the woman?" asked Mr. Brock, surprised at the sudden change in his manner. "No.
Page 147 - ... death-bed — and ask your own heart if the miserable wretch whom Allan Armadale has. treated as his equal and his friend, has said too much in saying that he loves him ? I do love him ! It will come out of me — I can't keep it back. I love the very ground he treads on ! I would give my life — yes, the life that is precious to me now, because his kindness has made it a happy one — I tell you I would give my life " The next words died away on his lips; the hysterical passion rose, and conquered...
Page 166 - It is doubtful if there is a place on the habitable globe which, regarded as a sight- seeing investment offering itself to the spare attention of strangers, yields so small a per-centage of interest in return, as Castletown. Beginning with the waterside, there was an inner harbour to see, with a drawbridge to let vessels through ; an outer harbour, ending in a dwarf lighthouse ; a view of a flat coast to the right, and a view of a flat coast to the left. In the central solitudes of the city, there...

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