ArticleField.comInternet's Fastest Growing Free Content Article DirectoryShe stopped and hesitated when our eyes met, and when she saw that we were alone. Then, with that courage which women lose so often in the small emergency, and so seldom in the great, she came on nearer to me, strangely pale and strangely quiet, drawing one hand after her along the table by […]
As I held out my hand, as Miss Halcombe, who was nearest to me, took it, Miss Fairlie turned away suddenly and hurried from the room. "Better so," said Miss Halcombe, when the door had closed–"better so, for you and for her." I waited a moment before I could speak–it was hard to lose her, […]
Mrs. Vesey was the nearest to the door, and the first to shake hands with me. "I shall not see you again, Mr. Hartright," said the old lady. "I am truly sorry you are going away. You have been very kind and attentive, and an old woman like me feels kindness and attention. I wish […]
"Don’t speak of to-morrow," she said. "Let the music speak to us of to-night, in a happier language than ours." Her lips trembled–a faint sigh fluttered from them, which she tried vainly to suppress. Her fingers wavered on the piano–she struck a false note, confused herself in trying to set it right, and dropped her […]
We got through the dinner, to all outward appearance at least, happily enough. When the ladies had risen from table, and Mr. Gilmore and I were left alone in the dining-room, a new interest presented itself to occupy our attention, and to give me an opportunity of quieting myself by a few minutes of needful […]
