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S. (Sabine) Baring-Gould. Urith: A Tale of Dartmoor
Urith: A Tale of Dartmoor
Table of Contents
CHAPTER I. DEVIL TOR
CHAPTER II. THE LYKE-WAY
CHAPTER III. CAUGHT UP ON THE WAY
CHAPTER IV. THE SUSPENSE
CHAPTER V. THE GLOVE TAKEN UP
CHAPTER VI. MAGDALEN'S PLANS
CHAPTER VII. IN THE HARE AND HOUNDS
FOOTNOTES:
CHAPTER VIII. ST. MARK'S EVE
CHAPTER IX. WILLSWORTHY
CHAPTER X. LUKE CLEVERDON
CHAPTER XI. THE GLOVES AGAIN
CHAPTER XII. AND AGAIN
CHAPTER XIII. WIDOW PENWARNE
CHAPTER XIV. THE CLEAVE
CHAPTER XV. FATHER AND SON
CHAPTER XVI. MOTHER AND DAUGHTER
CHAPTER XVII. THE COUSINS
CHAPTER XVIII. A LOVER AND HIS LASS
CHAPTER XIX. A DRIFT
FOOTNOTE:
CHAPTER XX. A BLOODY HAND
CHAPTER XXI. FIXED
CHAPTER XXII. BANNS
CHAPTER XXIII. IN THE PORCH
FOOTNOTE:
CHAPTER XXIV. KILWORTHY
CHAPTER XXV. GATHERING CLOUDS
CHAPTER XXVI. ON THE TERRACE
CHAPTER XXVII. MATRIMONIAL PLANS
CHAPTER XXVIII. A WIDENING OF THE RIFT
CHAPTER XXIX. CAUTIONS
CHAPTER XXX. THE RIDE HOME
CHAPTER XXXI. FAMILY JARS
CHAPTER XXXII. MORE JARS
CHAPTER XXXIII. INTO TEMPTATION
CHAPTER XXXIV. A COLD WOOING
CHAPTER XXXV. A WET WOOING
CHAPTER XXXVI. IN TEMPTATION
CHAPTER XXXVII. ANOTHER TEMPTATION
CHAPTER XXXVIII. ON THE ROAD
CHAPTER XXXIX. TWO PARTS OF A TOKEN
CHAPTER XL. "THIS FOR JULIAN."
CHAPTER XLI. "THAT FOR URITH."
CHAPTER XLII. ON THE BRIDGE
CHAPTER XLIII. AN EXPIRING CANDLE
CHAPTER XLIV. LADING THE COACH
CHAPTER XLV. UNLADING
CHAPTER XLVI. AN EVENING SO CLEAR
CHAPTER XLVII. IN THE HALL GARDEN
CHAPTER XLVIII. A WEDDING DAY
CHAPTER XLIX. THE PIGEON-COTE
CHAPTER L. ANOTHER FLIGHT
CHAPTER LI. ON THE CLEAVE AGAIN
FOOTNOTE:
CHAPTER LII. THE SAW-PIT
CHAPTER LIII. BAD TIDINGS
CHAPTER LIV. A DAISY
CHAPTER LV. FATHER AND SON AGAIN
CHAPTER LVI. EURYDICE
CHAPTER LVII. ANOTHER PARTING
CHAPTER LVIII. ON THE WAY TO DEATH
CHAPTER LIX. A LAST CHANCE
CHAPTER LX. EXIT "ANTHONY CLEVERDON."
FOOTNOTE:
CHAPTER LXI. EXEUNT—OMNES
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"Of course I can ride—I am a moor-maid."
With his hand at the bit he urged the horse on, and strode forward, looking down at the turf, without speaking. The sudden drunkenness of brain that had come over him left its vapours that were not withdrawn wholly and at once. But Anthony was not a man to brood over any sensation or experience, and when Urith asked, "Did you find your father's colts?" he recovered his good humour and gaiety, and answered in his wonted tone, "No, the fire must have driven them further north, maybe they are lost in Cranmeer." Then, with a laugh, he added, "I have been like Saul seeking my father's beasts, and like Saul, have found something better." He looked up at her with a flashing eye.
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