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“I CONGRATULATE you, Mr. Germaine, on your power of painting in words. Your description gives me a vivid idea of Mrs. Van Brandt.” “Does the portrait please you, Miss Dunross?” “May I speak as plai…
WHAT emotion had I thoughtlessly aroused in Miss Dunross? Had I offended or distressed her? Or had I, without meaning it, forced on her inner knowledge some deeply seated feeling which she had thus f…
THE moments passed; the silence between us continued. Miss Dunross made an attempt to rouse me. “Have you decided to go back to Scotland with your friends at Lerwick?” she asked. “It is no easy mat…
SHE had need of me again. She had claimed me again. I felt all the old love, all the old devotion owning her power once more. Whatever had mortified or angered me at our last interview was forgiven a…
In ten days I was at home again—and my mother’s arms were round me. I had left her for my sea-voyage very unwillingly—seeing that she was in delicate health. On my return, I was grieved to observe a…
THE poverty-stricken aspect of the street when we entered it, the dirty and dilapidated condition of the house when we drew up at the door, would have warned most men, in my position, to prepare them…
I REACHED my own house in time to snatch two or three hours of repose, before I paid my customary morning visit to my mother in her own room. I observed, in her reception of me on this occasion, cert…
THE landlady was taking the air at her own door when I reached the house. Her reply to my inquiries justified my most hopeful anticipations. The poor lodger looked already “like another woman”; and t…
FEELING the embarrassment of the moment most painfully on her side, Mrs. Van Brandt spoke first. “You have said nothing to me about yourself,” she began. “Is your life a happier one than it was when…
DESCENDING to the ground-floor of the house, I sent to request a moment’s interview with the landlady. I had yet to learn in which of the London prisons Van Brandt was confined; and she was the only …
