Riceyman Steps

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Arnold Bennett. Riceyman Steps

Riceyman Steps

Table of Contents

PART I

I

RICEYMAN STEPS

II

THE CUSTOMER

III

THE BOOKSELLER AT HOME

IV

ELSIE

V

THE GIFT

VI

MRS. ARB'S CASE

VII

UNDER AN UMBRELLA

VIII

THE CARVING-KNIFE

IX

SUNDAY MORNING

X

RICEYMAN SQUARE

XI

ELSIE'S HOME

XII

THE BENEFACTRESS

XIII

THE PASSION

XIV

A MAN'S PRIVATE LIFE

PART II

I

THE DAY BEFORE

II

ELSIE'S RETREAT

III

WAXWORKS

IV

VACUUM

V

THE PRIESTESS

VI

THE NEXT DAY

PART III

I

EARLY MORNING

II

AFTER BREAKFAST

III

INTERNATIONAL

IV

AFTERNOON

V

TEA

VI

EVENING

PART IV

I

AT THE WINDOW

II

ELSIE'S MOTIVE

III

CHARITY

IV

NO VERDICT

V

MIDNIGHT

VI

HENRY'S PLOT

VII

THE NIGHT-CALL

VIII

ON THE LANDING

IX

VIOLET'S VICTORY

X

DEPARTURE

PART V

I

THE PROMISE

II

THE REFUSAL

III

THE MESSAGE TO VIOLET

IV

OUT OF THE RAIN

V

THE TWO PATIENTS

VI

THE SECOND REFUSAL

VII

MALARIA

VIII

A CLIMAX

IX

THE KISS

X

THE SAFE

XI

PRISON

XII

ASLEEP

XIII

DISAPPEARANCE OF T. T.'S

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Arnold Bennett

A Novel

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"You know this King's Cross Road?" Mrs. Arb proceeded with increased ardour. "You know it? You've walked all along it?"

"So have I. Oh! I've looked about me. Is there a single theatre in it? Is there one music-hall? Is there one dance-hall? Is there one picture theatre? Is there one nice little restaurant? Or a tea-shop where a nice person could go if she'd a mind?... And yet it's a very important street; it's full of people all day. And you can walk for miles round here and see nothing. And the dirt and untidiness! Well, I thought Fulham was dirty. Now look at this Riceyman Square place, up behind those funny steps! I walked through there. And I lay there isn't one house in it—not one—without a broken window! The fact is, the people about here don't want things nice and kept.... I'm not meaning you—certainly not! But people in general. And they don't want anything fresh, either. They only want all the nasty old things they've always had, same as pigs. And yet I must say I admire pigs, in a way. Oh, dear!" She laughed, as if at herself, a tinkling laugh, and looked down, with her steady agreeable hand still on the door.

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