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The Right Of Way - Chapter 10. The Way In And The Way Out The Right Of Way - Chapter 10. The Way In And The Way Out

The Right Of Way - Chapter 10. The Way In And The Way Out
CHAPTER X. THE WAY IN AND THE WAY OUTIn his own world of the parish of Chaudiere Jo Portugais was counted a widely travelled man. He had adventured freely on the great rivers and in the forests, and had journeyed up towards Hudson's Bay farther than any man in seven parishes. Jo's father and mother had both died in one year--when he was twenty-five. That year had turned him from a clean-shaven cheerful boy into a morose bearded man who looked forty, for it had been marked by his disappearance from Chaudiere and his return at the end of it, to... Long Stories - Post by : Craig - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1326

The Right Of Way - Chapter 9. Old Debts For New The Right Of Way - Chapter 9. Old Debts For New

The Right Of Way - Chapter 9. Old Debts For New
CHAPTER IX. OLD DEBTS FOR NEWJo Portugtais was breaking the law of the river--he was running a little raft down the stream at night, instead of tying up at sundown and camping on the shore, or sitting snugly over cooking-pot by the little wooden caboose on his raft. But defiance of custom and tradition was a habit with Jo Portugais. He had lived in his own way many a year, and he was likely to do so till the end, though he was a young man yet. He had many professions, or rather many gifts, which he practised as it pleased... Long Stories - Post by : Craig - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 2437

The Right Of Way - Chapter 6. The Wind And The Shorn Lamb The Right Of Way - Chapter 6. The Wind And The Shorn Lamb

The Right Of Way - Chapter 6. The Wind And The Shorn Lamb
CHAPTER VI. THE WIND AND THE SHORN LAMBA half-hour later Charley Steele sat in his office alone with Billy Wantage, his brother-in-law, a tall, shapely fellow of twenty-four. Billy had been drinking, his face was flushed, and his whole manner was indolently careless and irresponsible. In spite of this, however, his grey eyes were nervously fixed on Charley, and his voice was shaky as he said, in reply to a question as to his finances: "That's my own business, Charley." Charley took a long swallow from the tumbler of whiskey and soda beside him, and, as he drew some papers towards... Long Stories - Post by : Craig - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1246

The Right Of Way - Chapter 5. The Woman In Heliotrope The Right Of Way - Chapter 5. The Woman In Heliotrope

The Right Of Way - Chapter 5. The Woman In Heliotrope
CHAPTER V. THE WOMAN IN HELIOTROPEThe flush was still on Charley's face when the door opened slowly, and a lady dressed in heliotrope silk entered, and came forward. Without a word Charley rose, and, taking a step towards her, offered a chair; at the same time noticing her heightened colour, and a certain rigid carriage not in keeping with her lithe and graceful figure. There was no mistaking the quiver of her upper lip--a short lip which did not hide a wonderfully pretty set of teeth. With a wave of the hand she declined the seat. Glancing at the books and... Long Stories - Post by : Craig - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1542

The Right Of Way - Chapter 4. Charley Makes A Discovery The Right Of Way - Chapter 4. Charley Makes A Discovery

The Right Of Way - Chapter 4. Charley Makes A Discovery
CHAPTER IV. CHARLEY MAKES A DISCOVERYA hot day a month later Charley Steele sat in his office staring before him into space, and negligently smoking a cigarette. Outside there was a slow clacking of wheels, and a newsboy was crying "La Patrie! La Patrie! All about the War in France! All about the massacree!" Bells--wedding-bells--were ringing also, and the jubilant sounds, like the call of the newsboy, were out of accord with the slumberous feeling of the afternoon. Charley Steele turned his head slowly towards the window. The branches of a maple-tree half crossed it, and the leaves moved softly in... Long Stories - Post by : Craig - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1197

The Right Of Way - Chapter 3. After Five Years The Right Of Way - Chapter 3. After Five Years

The Right Of Way - Chapter 3. After Five Years
CHAPTER III. AFTER FIVE YEARS"You have forgotten me?" Charley Steele's glance was serenely non-committal as he answered drily: "I cannot remember doing so." The other man's eyelids drew down with a look of anger, then the humour of the impertinence worked upon him, and he gave a nervous little laugh and said: "I am John Brown." "Then I'm sure my memory is not at fault," remarked Charley, with an outstretched hand. "My dear Brown! Still preaching little sermons?" "Do I look it?" There was a curious glitter in John Brown's eyes. "I'm not preaching little sermons, and you know it well... Long Stories - Post by : Craig - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1698

The Right Of Way - Chapter 2. What Came Of The Trial The Right Of Way - Chapter 2. What Came Of The Trial

The Right Of Way - Chapter 2. What Came Of The Trial
CHAPTER II. WHAT CAME OF THE TRIAL"When this is over, Kathleen, I will come to you." So Charley Steele's eyes had said to a lady in the court room on that last day of the great trial. The lady had left the court-room dazed and exalted. She, with hundreds of others, had had a revelation of Charley Steele; had had also the great emotional experience of seeing a crowd make the 'volte face' with their convictions; looking at a prisoner one moment with eyes of loathing and anticipating his gruesome end, the next moment seeing him as the possible martyr to... Long Stories - Post by : Craig - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 2741

The Right Of Way - Chapter 1. The Way To The Verdict The Right Of Way - Chapter 1. The Way To The Verdict

The Right Of Way - Chapter 1. The Way To The Verdict
CHAPTER I. THE WAY TO THE VERDICT"Not guilty, your Honour!" A hundred atmospheres had seemed pressing down on the fretted people in the crowded court-room. As the discordant treble of the huge foreman of the jury squeaked over the mass of gaping humanity, which had twitched at skirts, drawn purposeless hands across prickling faces, and kept nervous legs at a gallop, the smothering weights of elastic air lifted suddenly, a great suspiration of relief swept through the place like a breeze, and in a far corner of the gallery a woman laughed outright. The judge looked up reprovingly at the gallery;... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 2547

The Right Of Way - Introduction The Right Of Way - Introduction

The Right Of Way - Introduction
In a book called 'The House of Harper', published in this year, 1912, there are two letters of mine, concerning 'The Right of Way', written to Henry M. Alden, editor of Harper's Magazine. To my mind those letters should never have been published. They were purely personal. They were intended for one man's eyes only, and he was not merely an editor but a beloved and admired personal friend. Only to him and to W. E. Henley, as editors, could I ever have emptied out my heart and brain; and, as may be seen by these two letters, one written from... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1081

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 20 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 20

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 20
CHAPTER XXAn hour later he stood among a few companies of British soldiers in front of the massive stone store-house of the Lavilettes' abandoned farmhouse, with its thick shuttered windows and its solid oak doors. It was too late to attempt the fugitive's escape, save by strategy. Over half an hour Nic had kept them at bay. He had made loopholes in the shutters and the door, and from these he fired upon his assailants. Already he had wounded five and killed two. Men had been sent for timber to batter down the door and windows. Meanwhile, the troops stood at... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1121

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 17 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 17

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 17
CHAPTER XVIION Sunday morning Ferrol lay resting on a sofa in a little room off the saloon. He had suffered somewhat from the bruise on his head, and while the Lavilettes, including Christine, were at mass, he remained behind, alone in the house, save for two servants in the kitchen. From where he lay he could look down into the village. He was thinking of the tangle into which things had got. Feeling was bitter against him, and against the Lavilettes also, now that the patriots were defeated. It had gone about that he had warned the Governor. The habitants, in... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 2219

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 16 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 16

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 16
CHAPTER XVIThe fight was over. The childish struggle against misrule had come to a childish end. The little toy loyalists had been broken all to pieces. A few thousand Frenchmen, with a vague patriotism, had shied some harmless stones at the British flag-staff on the citadel: that was all. Obeying the instincts of blood, religion, race, and language, they had made a haphazard, sidelong charge upon their ancient conquerors, had spluttered and kicked a little, and had then turned tail upon disaster and defeat. An incoherent little army had been shattered into fugitive factors, and every one of these hurried and... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 3370

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 15 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 15

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 15
CHAPTER XVThe village had no thought or care for anything except the Rebellion and news of it; and for several days Ferrol and Christine lived their new life unobserved by the people of the village, even by the household of Manor Casimbault. It almost seemed that Ferrol's prophecy regarding himself was coming true, for his cheek took on a heightened colour, his step a greater elasticity, and he flung his shoulders out with a little of the old military swagger: cheerful, forgetful of all the world, and buoyant in what he thought to be his new-found health and permanent happiness. Vague... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1943

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 14 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 14

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 14
CHAPTER XIVBefore he left for the front next morning to join his company and march to Papineau's headquarters, Nic came to Ferrol, told him, with rage and disappointment, the story of the highway robbery, and also that he hoped Ferrol would not worry about the Rebellion, and would remain at the Manor Casimbault in any case. "Anyhow," said he, "my mother's half English; so you're not alone. We're going to make a big fight for it. We've stood it as long as we can. But we're friends in this, aren't we, Ferrol?" There was a pause, in which Ferrol sipped his... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 2167

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 13 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 13

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 13
CHAPTER XIIIAbout half-way between the Seigneury and the main street of the village there was a huge tree, whose limbs stretched across the road and made a sort of archway. In the daytime, during the summer, foot travellers, carts and carriages, with their drivers, loitered in its shade as they passed, grateful for the rest it gave; but at night, even when it was moonlight, the wide branches threw a dark and heavy shadow, and the passage beneath them was gloomy travel. Many a foot traveller hesitated to pass into that umbrageous circle, and skirted the fence beyond the branches on... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 630

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 12 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 12

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 12
CHAPTER XIITwenty men had suddenly disappeared from Bonaventure on the day that Ferrol visited Sophie Farcinelle, and it was only the next morning that the cause of their disappearance was generally known. There had been many rumours abroad that a detachment of men from the parish were to join Papineau. The Rebellion was to be publicly declared on a certain date near at hand, but nothing definite was known; and because the Cure condemned any revolt against British rule, in spite of the evils the province suffered from bad government, every recruit who joined Nic Lavilette's standard was sworn to secrecy.... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 593

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 11 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 11

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 11
CHAPTER XI"I saw you coming," Ferrol said, as Christine stopped the buggy. "You have been to see Magon and Sophie?" she asked. "Yes, for a minute," he answered. "Where are you going?" "Just for a drive," she replied. "Come, won't you?" He got in, and she drove on. "Where were you going?" she asked. "Why, to the old mill," was his reply. "I wanted a little walk, then a rest." Ten minutes later they were looking from a window of the mill, out upon the great wheel which had done all the work the past generations had given it to do,... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1094

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 10 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 10

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 10
CHAPTER XFerrols's recovery from his injuries was swifter than might have been expected. As soon as he was able to move about Christine was his constant attendant. She had made herself his nurse, and no one had seriously interfered, though the Cure had not at all vaguely offered a protest to Madame Lavilette. But Madame Lavilette was now in the humour to defy or evade the Cure, whichever seemed the more convenient or more necessary. To be linked by marriage with the nobility would indeed be the justification of all her long-baffled hopes. Meanwhile, the parish gossiped, though little of that... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 3121

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 7 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 7

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 7
CHAPTER VIIMr. Ferrol slept in the large guest-chamber of the house. Above it was Christine's bedroom. Thick as were the timbers and boards of the floor, Christine could hear one sound, painfully monotonous and frequent, coming from his room the whole night--the hacking, rending cough which she had heard so often since he came. The fear of Vanne Castine, the memories of the wild, half animal-like love she had had for him in the old days, the excitement of the new events which had come into her life; these kept her awake, and she tossed and turned in feverish unrest. All... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 3443

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 6 The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 6

The Pomp Of The Lavilettes - Chapter 6
CHAPTER VIIt was about ten o'clock. Lights were burning in every window. At a table in the dining-room sat Monsieur and Madame Lavilette, the father of Magon Farcinelle, and Shangois, the notary. The marriage contract was before them. They had reached a point of difficulty. Farcinelle was stipulating for five acres of river-land as another item in Sophie's dot. The corners tightened around Madame's mouth. Lavilette scratched his head, so that the hair stood up like flying tassels of corn. The land in question lay next a portion of Farcinelle's own farm, with a river frontage. On it was a little... Long Stories - Post by : websioux - Date : May 2012 - Author : Gilbert Parker - Read : 1587