ArticleField.comInternet's Fastest Growing Free Content Article Directory‘That may or may not be true, Elfride,’ returned her father, again uncomfortably agitated in spite of himself ‘You confuse future probabilities with present facts,–what the young man may be with what he is. We must look at what he is, not what an improbable degree of success in his profession may make him. The […]
‘But he was afraid to tell you, and so should I have been. He loved me too well to like to run the risk. And as to speaking of his friends on his first visit, I don’t see why he should have done so at all. He came here on business: it was no affair […]
‘My fault, of course; my fault. What the deuce could I be thinking of! He, a villager’s son; and we, Swancourts, connections of the Luxellians. We have been coming to nothing for centuries, and now I believe we have got there. What shall I next invite here, I wonder!’ Elfride began to cry at this […]
Stephen moved forward as if he would follow the vicar, then as if he would not, and in absolute perplexity whither to turn himself, went awkwardly to the door. Elfride followed lingeringly behind him. Before he had receded two yards from the doorstep, Unity and Ann the housemaid came home from their visit to the […]
‘Ay, no other; and a better-hearted man God A’mighty never made.’ ‘Is he so much hurt?’ ‘I have heard,’ said Mr. Swancourt, not noticing Stephen, ‘that he has a son in London, a very promising young fellow.’ ‘Oh, how he must be hurt!’ repeated Stephen. ‘A beetle couldn’t hurt very little. Well, sir, good-night t’ye; […]
