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Outside the bedroom the night was black and still. The small rain fell too softly to be heard in the garden; not a leaf stirred in the airless calm; the watch-dog was asleep, the cats were indoors; f…
The candle was instantly extinguished. In discreet silence the girls stole back to their beds, and listened. As an aid to the vigilance of the sentinel, the door had been left ajar. Through the narr…
The woman’s lean, long-fingered hand pointed to the candle. “Don’t put it out.” Saying those words, she looked round the room, and satisfied herself that the other girls were asleep. Emily laid dow…
Francine was awakened the next morning by one of the housemaids, bringing up her breakfast on a tray. Astonished at this concession to laziness, in an institution devoted to the practice of all virtu…
Left by herself, Miss de Sor turned back again by way of the trees. So far, her interview with the drawing-master had helped to pass the time. Some girls might have found it no easy task to arrive a…
Alban Morris—discovered by Emily in concealment among the trees—was not content with retiring to another part of the grounds. He pursued his retreat, careless in what direction it might take him, to …
Miss De Sor and Miss Wyvil were still sitting together under the trees, talking of the murder at the inn. “And is that really all you can tell me?” said Francine. “That is all,” Cecilia answered. …
Emily’s impulse was to avoid the drawing-master for the second time. The moment afterward, a kinder feeling prevailed. The farewell interview with Cecilia had left influences which pleaded for Alban …
As mistress of a prosperous school, bearing a widely-extended reputation, Miss Ladd prided herself on the liberality of her household arrangements. At breakfast and dinner, not only the solid comfort…
“What are we to do next? Oh, Mr. Morris, you must have seen all sorts of people in your time—you know human nature, and I don’t. Help me with a word of advice!” Emily forgot that he was in love with…
