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The Country Doctor (le Medecin De Campagne) - Chapter 3. The Napoleon Of The People (Part 2) The Country Doctor (le Medecin De Campagne) - Chapter 3. The Napoleon Of The People (Part 2)

The Country Doctor (le Medecin De Campagne) - Chapter 3. The Napoleon Of The People (Part 2)
CHAPTER III. THE NAPOLEON OF THE PEOPLE (Part 2)The old infantry man got up from his truss of hay and glanced round about on those assembled, with the peculiar sombre expression in which may be read all the miseries, adventures, and hardships of an old soldier's career. He took his coat by the two skirts in front, and raised them, as if it were a question of once more packing up the knapsack in which his kit, his shoes, and all he had in the world used to be stowed; for a moment he stood leaning... Long Stories - Post by : goodlife - Author : Honore De Balzac - Read : 382

Tom Swift And His Aerial Warship: The Naval Terror Of The Seas - Chapter 23. Across The Sea Tom Swift And His Aerial Warship: The Naval Terror Of The Seas - Chapter 23. Across The Sea

Tom Swift And His Aerial Warship: The Naval Terror Of The Seas - Chapter 23. Across The Sea
CHAPTER XXIII. ACROSS THE SEAWith one accord the hands of the captives sought their pockets. Probably the first thought of each one was a knife--a pocket knife. But blank looks succeeded their first hopeful ones, for the hands came out empty. "Not a thing!" exclaimed Mr. Damon. "Not a blessed thing! They have even taken my keys and--my fountain pen!" "I guess they searched us all while they were struggling with us, tying us up," suggested Ned. "I had a knife with a big, strong blade, but it's gone."... Long Stories - Post by : old_dog - Author : Victor Appleton - Read : 3156

David Elginbrod - Book 3. London - Chapter 19. Margaret David Elginbrod - Book 3. London - Chapter 19. Margaret

David Elginbrod - Book 3. London - Chapter 19. Margaret
BOOK III. LONDON CHAPTER XIX. MARGARETFor though that ever virtuous was she, She was increased in such excellence,Of thewes good, yset in high bounte, And so discreet and fair of eloquence, So benign, and so digne of reverence,And couthe so the poeple's hert embrace,That each her loveth that looketh in her face.CHAUCER. -- The Clerk's Tale. Hugh returned to Mrs. Elton's, and, in the dining-room, wrote a note to Euphra, to express his disappointment, and shame that, after all, the count had foiled... Long Stories - Post by : jstrellner - Author : George Macdonald - Read : 1208

Havoc - Chapter 7. 'We Play For Great Stakes' Havoc - Chapter 7. "We Play For Great Stakes"

Havoc - Chapter 7. 'We Play For Great Stakes'
CHAPTER VII. "WE PLAY FOR GREAT STAKES"Bellamy, travel-stained and weary, arrived at his rooms at two o'clock on the following afternoon to find amongst a pile of correspondence a penciled message awaiting him in a handwriting he knew well. He tore open the envelope. DAVID DEAR,--I have just arrived and I am sending you these few lines at once. As to what progress I have made, I cannot say for certain, but there is a chance. You had better get the money ready and come to me here. If R. could... Long Stories - Post by : Motsa_Ball - Author : E. Phillips Oppenheim - Read : 2772

The Shame Of Motley - Part 1. Flower Of The Quince - Chapter 7. The Summons From Rome The Shame Of Motley - Part 1. Flower Of The Quince - Chapter 7. The Summons From Rome

The Shame Of Motley - Part 1. Flower Of The Quince - Chapter 7. The Summons From Rome
PART I. FLOWER OF THE QUINCE CHAPTER VII. THE SUMMONS FROM ROMEIf Madonna Paola did not achieve quite all that she had promised me so readily, yet she achieved more than from my acquaintance with the nature of Giovanni Sforza--and my knowledge of the deep malice he entertained for me--I should have dared to hope. The Tyrant of Pesaro, as I was soon to learn, was greatly taken with this fair cousin of his, whom that morning he had beheld for the first time. And being taken with her, it may be that... Long Stories - Post by : karrine - Author : Rafael Sabatini - Read : 2382

Our Friend The Charlatan - Chapter 8 Our Friend The Charlatan - Chapter 8

Our Friend The Charlatan - Chapter 8
CHAPTER VIIIUnder the roof at Rivenoak was an attic which no one ever entered. The last person who had done so was Sir Quentin Ogram; on a certain day in eighteen hundred and--something, the baronet locked the door and put key into his pocket, and during the more than forty years since elapsed the room had remained shut. It guarded neither treasure nor dire secret; the hidden contents were merely certain essays in the art of sculpture, sundry shapes in clay and in marble, the work of Sir Quentin... Long Stories - Post by : Orian - Author : George Gissing - Read : 1571

Their Silver Wedding Journey - Part 2 - Chapter 34 Their Silver Wedding Journey - Part 2 - Chapter 34

Their Silver Wedding Journey - Part 2 - Chapter 34
PART II CHAPTER XXXIVThere are few prettier things than Carlsbad by night from one of the many bridges which span the Tepl in its course through the town. If it is a starry night, the torrent glides swiftly away with an inverted firmament in its bosom, to which the lamps along its shores and in the houses on either side contribute a planetary splendor of their own. By nine o'clock everything is hushed; not a wheel is heard at that dead hour; the few feet shuffling stealthily through the Alte Wiese... Long Stories - Post by : munroe145 - Author : William Dean Howells - Read : 1943

Their Silver Wedding Journey - Part 2 - Chapter 43 Their Silver Wedding Journey - Part 2 - Chapter 43

Their Silver Wedding Journey - Part 2 - Chapter 43
PART II CHAPTER XLIIIAt the same moment Burnamy bowed himself out of the box where he had been sitting with the ladies during the absence of the gentlemen. He had knocked at the door almost as soon as they disappeared, and if he did not fully share the consternation which his presence caused, he looked so frightened that Mrs. March reserved the censure which the sight of him inspired, and in default of other inspiration treated his coming simply as a surprise. She shook hands with him, and then she... Long Stories - Post by : munroe145 - Author : William Dean Howells - Read : 1114

The Golden House - Chapter 13 The Golden House - Chapter 13

The Golden House - Chapter 13
CHAPTER XIIIIt is well that there is pleasure somewhere in the world. It is possible for those who have a fresh-air fund of their own to steam away in a yacht, out of the midsummer ennui and the weary gayety of the land. It is a costly pleasure, and probably all the more enjoyed on that account, for if everybody had a yacht there would be no more feeling of distinction in sailing one than in going to any of the second-rate resorts on the coast. There is, to be sure, some ennui in yachting on a rainy... Long Stories - Post by : Sarki - Author : Charles Dudley Warner - Read : 2956

Their Pilgrimage - Chapter 4. Newport Their Pilgrimage - Chapter 4. Newport

Their Pilgrimage - Chapter 4. Newport
CHAPTER IV. NEWPORTOn the Fourth of July, at five o'clock in the morning, the porters called the sleepers out of their berths at Wickford Junction. Modern civilization offers no such test to the temper and to personal appearance as this early preparation to meet the inspection of society after a night in the stuffy and luxuriously upholstered tombs of a sleeping-car. To get into them at night one must sacrifice dignity; to get out of them in the morning, clad for the day, gives the proprietors a... Long Stories - Post by : Sarki - Author : Charles Dudley Warner - Read : 3157

Thyrza - Chapter 9. A Golden Prospect Thyrza - Chapter 9. A Golden Prospect

Thyrza - Chapter 9. A Golden Prospect
CHAPTER IX. A GOLDEN PROSPECTIt wanted a week to Christmas. For many days the weather had been as bad as it can be even in London. Windows glimmered at noon with the sickly ray of gas or lamp; the roads were trodden into viscid foulness; all night the droppings of a pestilent rain were doleful upon the roof, and only the change from a black to a yellow sky told that the sun was risen. No wonder Thyrza was ailing. It was nothing serious. The inevitable cold had clung to her and become feverish; it... Long Stories - Post by : amnelson999 - Author : George Gissing - Read : 1213

The Double Traitor - Chapter 16 The Double Traitor - Chapter 16

The Double Traitor - Chapter 16
CHAPTER XVIThroughout those weeks and months of tangled, lurid sensations, of amazing happenings which were yet to come, Norgate never once forgot that illuminative rush of fierce yet sweet feelings which suddenly thrilled his pulses. He understood in that moment the intolerable depression of the last few days. He realised the absolute advent of the one experience hitherto missing from his life. The very intensity of his feelings kept him silent, kept him unresponsive to her impetuous but unspoken... Long Stories - Post by : AuthorityHost - Author : E. Phillips Oppenheim - Read : 2134

The Double Traitor - Chapter 34 The Double Traitor - Chapter 34

The Double Traitor - Chapter 34
CHAPTER XXXIVNorgate's expression was almost one of stupefaction. He looked at the slim young man who had entered his sitting-room a little diffidently and for a moment he was speechless. "Well, I'm hanged!" he murmured at last. "Hardy, you astonish me!" "The clothes are a perfect fit, sir," the man observed, "and I think that we are exactly the same height." Norgate took a cigarette from an open box, tapped it against the table and lit it. He was fascinated, however, by the appearance of the man... Long Stories - Post by : sortiz2369 - Author : E. Phillips Oppenheim - Read : 1772

The Amazing Marriage - Book 3 - Chapter 20 The Amazing Marriage - Book 3 - Chapter 20

The Amazing Marriage - Book 3 - Chapter 20
CHAPTER XX. STUDIES IN FOG, GOUT, AN OLD SEAMAN, A LOVELY SERPENT, AND THE MORAL EFFECTS THAT MAY COME OF A BORROWED SHIRT Money of his father's enabled Gower to take the coach; and studies in fog, from the specked brown to the woolly white, and the dripping torn, were proposed to the traveller, whose preference of Nature's face did not arrest his observation of her domino and petticoats; across which blank sheets he curiously read backward, that he journeyed by the aid of his father's hard-earned,... Long Stories - Post by : CHRISDAVIES - Author : George Meredith - Read : 761

The Lost Ambassador: The Search For The Missing Delora - Chapter 25. Private And Diplomatic The Lost Ambassador: The Search For The Missing Delora - Chapter 25. Private And Diplomatic

The Lost Ambassador: The Search For The Missing Delora - Chapter 25. Private And Diplomatic
CHAPTER XXV. PRIVATE AND DIPLOMATICThe following evening I dined alone with my brother, who was, for him, in an unusually cheerful frame of mind. He talked with more interest of life and his share in it than he had done--to me, at any rate--since the tragedy which had deprived him of a home. Toward the end of dinner I asked him a question. "Ralph," I said, "how could I meet the Chinese ambassador here?" He stared at me for a moment. "Why, at any of the diplomatic receptions, I suppose," he said,... Long Stories - Post by : zerolocity - Author : E. Phillips Oppenheim - Read : 3092

Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 26. A Riding Lesson Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 26. A Riding Lesson

Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 26. A Riding Lesson
CHAPTER XXVI. A RIDING LESSONBy the time luncheon was over, the horses had been standing some minutes at the lawn-gate, my mare with a side-saddle. We hastened to mount, Clara's eyes full of expectant frolic. I managed, as I thought, to get before her father, and had the pleasure of lifting her to the saddle. She was up ere I could feel her weight on my arm. When I gathered her again with my eyes, she was seated as calmly as if at her lace-needlework, only her eyes were sparkling. With the slightest... Long Stories - Post by : otto_jurscha - Author : George Macdonald - Read : 2616

Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 10. I Build Castles Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 10. I Build Castles

Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 10. I Build Castles
CHAPTER X. I BUILD CASTLESMy companions had soon found out, and I think the discovery had something to do with the kindness they always showed me, that I was a good hand at spinning a yarn: the nautical phrase had got naturalized in the school. We had no chance, if we would have taken it, of spending any part of school-hours in such a pastime; but it formed an unfailing amusement when weather or humour interfered with bodily exercises. Nor were we debarred from the pleasure after we had retired for... Long Stories - Post by : otto_jurscha - Author : George Macdonald - Read : 2229

Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 35. A Talk With Charley Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 35. A Talk With Charley

Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 35. A Talk With Charley
CHAPTER XXXV. A TALK WITH CHARLEYThe following Monday, in the evening, Charley arrived, in great spirits, more excited indeed than I liked to see him. There was a restlessness in his eye which made me especially anxious, for it raised a doubt whether the appearance of good spirits was not the result merely of resistance to some anxiety. But I hoped my companionship, with the air and exercise of the country, would help to quiet him again. In the late twilight we took a walk together up and down my... Long Stories - Post by : bbsjunk - Author : George Macdonald - Read : 1959

Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 29. Changes Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 29. Changes

Wilfrid Cumbermede - Chapter 29. Changes
CHAPTER XXIX. CHANGESI met no one at the house-door, or in the kitchen, and walked straight up the stair to my uncle's room. The blinds were down, and the curtains were drawn, and I could but just see the figure of my aunt seated beside the bed. She rose, and, without a word of greeting, made way for me to approach the form which lay upon it stretched out straight and motionless. The conviction that I was in the presence of death seized me; but instead of the wretchedness of heart and soul which... Long Stories - Post by : otto_jurscha - Author : George Macdonald - Read : 1289

The Forty-five Guardsmen - Chapter 49. The Poor Of Henri Of Navarre The Forty-five Guardsmen - Chapter 49. The Poor Of Henri Of Navarre

The Forty-five Guardsmen - Chapter 49. The Poor Of Henri Of Navarre
CHAPTER XLIX. THE POOR OF HENRI OF NAVARREChicot remained plunged in profound surprise. Henri lifted the tapestry, and, striking him on the shoulder, said: "Well, M. Chicot, how do you think I managed?" "Wonderfully, sire; and really, for a king who is not accustomed to ambassadors--" "It is my brother Henri who sends me such ambassadors." "How so, sire?" "If he did not incessantly persecute his poor sister, others would not dream of it. Do you believe that if the king of Spain had not heard of the... Long Stories - Post by : bambito - Author : Alexandre Dumas - Read : 1467