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The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 31 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 31

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 31
CHAPTER XXXIWhich, being the last, is, very properly, the longest in the book In those benighted days when men went abroad cased in steel, and, upon very slight provocation, were wont to smite each other with axes, and clubs, to buffet and skewer each other with spears, lances, swords, and divers other barbarous engines, yet, in that dark, and doughty age, ignorant though they were of all those smug maxims, and excellent moralities with which we are so happily blessed,--even in that unhallowed day, when the solemn tread of the policeman's foot was all unknown,--they had evolved for themselves a code... Long Stories - Post by : kracsa - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 2540

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 30 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 30

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 30
CHAPTER XXXHow Anthea gave her promise "And so--he--has really gone!" Miss Priscilla sighed as she spoke, and looked up from her needle-work to watch Anthea who sat biting her pen, and frowning down at the blank sheet of paper before her. "And so, he is--really--gone?" "Who--Mr. Bellew? Oh yes!" "He went--very early!" "Yes." "And--without any breakfast!" "That was--his own fault!" said Anthea. "And without even--saying 'Good-bye'!" "Perhaps he was in a hurry," Anthea suggested. "Oh dear me, no my dear! I don't believe Mr. Bellew was ever in a hurry in all his life." "No," said Anthea, giving her pen a... Long Stories - Post by : kracsa - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 3077

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 26 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 26

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 26
CHAPTER XXVIHow the money moon rose Evening had deepened into night,--a night of ineffable calm, a night of an all pervading quietude. A horse snorted in the stable nearby, a dog barked in the distance, but these sounds served only to render the silence the more profound, by contrast. It was, indeed, a night wherein pixies, and elves, and goblins, and fairies might weave their magic spells, a night wherein tired humanity dreamed those dreams that seem so hopelessly impossible by day. And, over all, the moon rose high, and higher, in solemn majesty, filling the world with her pale loveliness,... Long Stories - Post by : kracsa - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 2511

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 25 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 25

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 25
CHAPTER XXVThe Conspirators The shadows were creeping down, and evening was approaching, as Bellew took his way along that winding lane that led to the House of Dapplemere. Had there been anyone to see, (which there was not), they might have noticed something almost furtive in his manner of approach, for he walked always under the trees where the shadows lay thickest, and paused, once or twice, to look about him warily. Being come within sight of the house, he turned aside, and forcing his way through a gap in the hedge, came by a roundabout course to the farm-yard. Here,... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 3069

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 24 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 24

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 24
CHAPTER XXIVIn which shall be found mention of a certain black bag "Baxter!" "Sir?" "Get me a pen, and ink!" "Yes, sir." Now any ordinary mortal might have manifested just a little surprise to behold his master walk suddenly in, dusty and dishevelled of person, his habitual languor entirely laid aside, and to thus demand pen and ink, forthwith. But then, Baxter, though mortal, was the very cream of a gentleman's gentleman, and the acme of valets, (as has been said), and comported himself accordingly. "Baxter!" "Sir?" "Oblige me by getting this cashed." "Yes, sir." "Bring half of it in gold."... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 2126

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 23 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 23

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 23
CHAPTER XXIIIHow Small Porges, in his hour of need, was deserted by his Uncle "Ruined, sir!--Done for!--Lord love me! they ain't worth the trouble o? gatherin'--w'ot's left on 'em, Mr. Belloo sir." "So bad as that, Adam?" "Bad!--ah, so bad as ever was, sir!" said Adam, blinking suspiciously, and turning suddenly away. "Has Miss Anthea seen,--does she know?" "Ah! she were out at dawn, and Oh Lord, Mr. Belloo sir! I can't never forget her poor, stricken face,--so pale and sad it were. But she never said nothing, only: 'Oh, Adam!--my poor hops!' An' I see her lips all of a... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 480

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 22 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 22

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 22
CHAPTER XXIIComing events cast their shadows before "I s'pose they'll be marrying each other, one of these fine days!" said Small Porges as they crossed the meadow, side by side. "Yes, I expect so, Shipmate," nodded Bellew, "and may they live long, and die happy, say I." "Aye, aye, Captain,--an' Amen!" returned Small Porges. Now as they went, conversing of marriage, and ships, and the wonders, and marvels of foreign lands,--they met with Adam who stared up at the sky and muttered to himself, and frowned, and shook his head. "Good arternoon, Mr. Belloo sir,--an' Master Georgy!" "Well, Adam, how are... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 2114

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 21 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 21

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 21
CHAPTER XXIOf shoes, and ships, and sealing wax, and the third finger of the left hand So Bellew took up the paper. The house was very quiet, for Small Porges was deep in the vexatious rules of the Multiplication Table, and something he called "Jogafrey," Anthea was out, as usual, and Miss Priscilla was busied with her numerous household duties. Thus the brooding silence was unbroken save for the occasional murmur of a voice, the jingle of the housekeeping keys, and the quick, light tap, tap, of Miss Priscilla's stick. Therefore, Bellew read the paper, and let it be understood that... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 2014

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 20 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 20

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 20
CHAPTER XXWhich relates a most extraordinary conversation In the days which now ensued, while Anthea was busied out of doors and Miss Priscilla was busied indoors, and Small Porges was diligently occupied with his lessons,--at such times, Bellew would take his pipe and go to sit and smoke in company with the Cavalier in the great picture above the carved chimney-piece. A right jovial companion, at all times, was this Cavalier, an optimist he, from the curling feather in his broad-brimmed beaver hat, to the spurs at his heels. Handsome, gay, and debonair was he, with lips up-curving to a smile... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 730

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 16 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 16

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 16
CHAPTER XVIIn which Adam proposes a game "To be, or not to be!" Bellew leaned against the mighty hole of "King Arthur," and stared up at the moon with knitted brows. "That is the question!--whether I shall brave the slings, and arrows and things, and--speak tonight, and have done with it--one way or another, or live on, a while, secure in this uncertainty? To wait? Whether I shall, at this so early stage, pit all my chances of happiness against the chances of--losing her, and with her--Small Porges, bless him! and all the quaint, and lovable beings of this wonderful Arcadia... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 1049

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 15 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 15

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 15
CHAPTER XVIn which Adam explains "Adam!" "Yes, Miss Anthea." "How much money did Mr. Bellew give you to--buy the furniture?" Miss Anthea was sitting in her great elbow chair, leaning forward with her chin in her hand, looking at him in the way which always seemed to Adam as though she could see into the verimost recesses of his mind. Therefore Adam twisted his hat in his hands, and stared at the ceiling, and the floor, and the table before Miss Anthea, and the wall behind Miss Anthea--anywhere but at Miss Anthea. "You ax me--how much it were, Miss Anthea?" "Yes,... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 3080

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 14 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 14

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 14
CHAPTER XIVWhich, among, other things, has to do with shrimps, muffins, and tin whistles A typical Kentish Village is Dapplemere with its rows of scattered cottages bowered in roses and honeysuckle,--white walled cottages with steep-pitched roofs, and small latticed windows that seem to stare at all and sundry like so many winking eyes. There is an air redolent of ripening fruit, and hops, for Dapplemere is a place of orchards, and hop-gardens, and rick-yards, while, here and there, the sharp-pointed, red-tiled roof of some oast-house pierces the green. Though Dapplemere village is but a very small place indeed, now-a-days,--yet it possesses... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 2603

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 13 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 13

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 13
CHAPTER XIIIHow Anthea came home "Lord!" said Adam, pausing with a chair under either arm, "Lord, Mr. Belloo sir,--I wonder what Miss Anthea will say?" with which remark he strode off with the two chairs to set them in their accustomed places. Seldom indeed had the old hall despite its many years, seen such a running to and fro, heard such a patter of flying feet, such merry voices, such gay, and heart-felt laughter. For here was Miss Priscilla, looking smaller than ever, in a great arm chair whence she directed the disposal and arrangement of all things, with quick little... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 3356

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 12 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 12

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 12
CHAPTER XIIIn which may be found a full, true, and particular account of the sale "Uncle Porges, there's a little man in the hall with a red, red nose, an' a blue, blue chin,--" "Yes, I've seen him,--also his nose, and chin, my Porges." "But he's sticking little papers with numbers on them, all over my Auntie Anthea's chairs,--an' tables. Now what do you s'pose he's doing that for?" "Who knows? It's probably all on account of his red nose, and blue chin, my Porges. Anyway, don't worry about him,--let us rather, find our Auntie Anthea." They found her in the... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 3282

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 11 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 11

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 11
CHAPTER XIOf the "Man with the Tiger Mark" It is a moot question as to whether a curl can be more alluring when it glows beneath the fiery kisses of the sun, or shines demurely in the tender radiance of the moon. As Bellew looked at it now,--that same small curl that nodded and beckoned to him above Anthea's left ear,--he strongly inclined to the latter opinion. "Adam tells me that you are going out, Miss Anthea." "Only as far as Mrs. Dibbin's cottage,--just across the meadow." "Adam also informs me that Mrs. Dibbin is a witch." "People call her so."... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 1076

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 10 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 10

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 10
CHAPTER XHow Bellew and Adam entered into a solemn league and covenant "Look at the moon to-night, Uncle Porges!" "I see it." "It's awfull' big, an' round, isn't it?" "Yes, it's very big, and very round." "An'--rather--yellow, isn't it?" "Very yellow!" "Just like a great, big golden sovereign, isn't it" "Very much like a sovereign, my Porges." "Well, do you know, I was wondering--if there was any chance that it was a--Money Moon?" They were leaning out at the lattice, Small Porges, and Big Porges. Anthea and Miss Priscilla were busied upon household matters wholly feminine fore Small Porges had drawn... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 2351

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 6 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 6

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 6
CHAPTER VIOf the sad condition of the Haunting Spectre of the Might Have Been Dapplemere Farm House, or "The Manor," as it was still called by many, had been built when Henry the Eighth was King, as the carved inscription above the door testified. The House of Dapplemere was a place of many gables, and latticed windows, and with tall, slender chimneys shaped, and wrought into things of beauty and delight. It possessed a great, old hall; there were spacious chambers, and broad stairways; there were panelled corridors; sudden flights of steps that led up, or down again, for no apparent... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 3169

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 5 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 5

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 5
CHAPTER VHow Bellew came to Arcadia So, they set out together, Big Porges and Small Porges, walking side by side over sun-kissed field and meadow, slowly and thoughtfully, to be sure, for Bellew disliked hurry; often pausing to listen to the music of running waters, or to stare away across the purple valley, for the sun was getting low. And, ever as they went, they talked to one another whole-heartedly as good friends should. And, from the boy's eager lips, Bellew heard much of "Auntie Anthea," and learned, little by little, something of the brave fight she had made, lonely and... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 1247

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 4 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 4

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 4
CHAPTER IVHow Small Porges in looking for a fortune for another, found an Uncle for Himself instead The meeting of George Bellew and Small Porges, (as he afterward came to be called), was sudden, precipitate, and wholly unexpected; and it befell on this wise: Bellew had opened his knap-sack, had fished thence cheese, clasp-knife, and a crusty loaf of bread, and, having exerted himself so far, had fallen a thinking or a dreaming, in his characteristic attitude, i.e.:--on the flat of his back, when he was aware of a crash in the hedge above, and then, of something that hurtled past... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 2076

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 3 The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 3

The Money Moon: A Romance - Chapter 3
CHAPTER IIIWhich concerns itself with a hay-cart, and a belligerent Waggoner It was upon a certain August morning that George Bellew shook the dust of London from his feet, and, leaving Chance, or Destiny to direct him, followed a hap-hazard course, careless alike of how, or when, or where; sighing as often, and as heavily as he considered his heart-broken condition required,--which was very often, and very heavily,--yet heeding, for all that, the glory of the sun, and the stir and bustle of the streets about him. Thus it was that, being careless of his ultimate destination, Fortune condescended to take... Long Stories - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : May 2012 - Author : Jeffery Farnol - Read : 3233