Mr Crediton’s bank was in the High Street of Camelford—a low-roofed, rather shabby-looking office, with dingy old desks and counters, at which the clerks sat about in corners, all visible to the publ
Mr Crediton’s bank was in the High Street of Camelford—a low-roofed, rather shabby-looking office, with dingy old desks and counters, at which the clerks sat about in corners, all visible to the publ
It was perhaps well, on the whole, for the comfort of all the party, that Mr Crediton had behaved so very badly on the…
Next morning the household met at breakfast with that strange determination to look just as usual, and ignore all that…
The room was in its usual partially lighted state, with darkness in all the corners, half-seen furniture, and ghostly …
Dinner falling in a time of excitement like that which I have just described, with its suggestions of perfect calm and…
Some time passed after this eventful evening before Kate had any opportunity of making the assault upon John’s princip…
“Miss Crediton ,” said John Mitford, drawing a long breath, “you don’t know what a very serious question that is; it ha…
The next afternoon John and Kate were on the lawn, with Mrs Mitford sitting by, when Fred Huntley suddenly rode in at …
As for Kate and Dr Mitford, they did not know very well what to say to each other. “What a charming day!” the girl sai…
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