Barrie James Matthew. When a Man's Single: A Tale of Literary Life
CHAPTER I. ROB ANGUS IS NOT A FREE MAN
CHAPTER II. ROB BECOMES FREE
CHAPTER III. ROB GOES OUT INTO THE WORLD
CHAPTER IV 'THE SCORN OF SCORNS'
CHAPTER V. ROB MARCHES TO HIS FATE
CHAPTER VI. THE ONE WOMAN
CHAPTER VII. THE GRAND PASSION?
CHAPTER VIII. IN FLEET STREET
CHAPTER IX. MR. NOBLE SIMMS
CHAPTER X. THE WIGWAM
CHAPTER XI. ROB IS STRUCK DOWN
CHAPTER XII. THE STUPID SEX
CHAPTER XIII. THE HOUSE-BOAT 'TAWNY OWL'
CHAPTER XIV. MARY OF THE STONY HEART
CHAPTER XV. COLONEL ABINGER TAKES COMMAND
CHAPTER XVI. THE BARBER OF ROTTEN ROW
CHAPTER XVII. ROB PULLS HIMSELF TOGETHER
CHAPTER XVIII. THE AUDACITY OF ROB ANGUS
CHAPTER XIX. THE VERDICT OF THRUMS
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As Haggart hobbled down into the square, in the mole-catcher's rear, Hobart's cracked bell tinkled up the back-wynd, and immediately afterwards the bellman took his stand by the side of Tam Peter's fish-cart. Snecky gave his audience time to gather, for not every day was it given to him to cry a lost bairn. The words fell slowly from his reluctant lips. Before he flung back his head and ejected his proclamation in a series of puffs he was the possessor of exclusive news, but his tongue had hardly ceased to roll round the concluding sentence when the crowd took up the cry themselves. Wives flinging open their windows shouted their fears across the wynds. Davy Dundas had wandered from the kirkyard, where Rob had left her in Kitty Wilkie's charge till he returned from the woods. What had Kitty been about? It was believed that the litlin had taken with her a letter that had come for Rob. Was Rob back from the woods yet? Ay, he had scoured the whole countryside already for her.
Men gathered on the saw-mill brig, looking perplexedly at the burn that swivelled at this point, a sawdust colour, between wooden boards; but the women pressed their bairns closely to their wrappers and gazed in each other's face.
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'Not to-night,' he said. 'I think I'd better be getting home now.'
Kirker lit another cigarette, and saying he would expect Rob at the office next morning, strolled off. The new reporter was undecided whether to follow him at once, or to wait for Mr. Licquorish's reappearance. He was looking round the office curiously, when the door opened and Kirker put his head in.
