Monica, Volume 1 (of 3)

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Everett-Green Evelyn. Monica, Volume 1 (of 3)

CHAPTER THE FIRST. THE TREVLYNS OF CASTLE TREVLYN

CHAPTER THE SECOND. MONICA’S RIDE

CHAPTER THE THIRD. LORD TREVLYN’S HEIR

CHAPTER THE FOURTH. CONRAD FITZGERALD

CHAPTER THE FIFTH. SUNDAY AT TREVLYN

CHAPTER THE SIXTH. IN PERIL

CHAPTER THE SEVENTH “WILT THOU HAVE THIS WOMAN?”

CHAPTER THE EIGHTH “WOO’D, AND MARRIED, AND A’.”

CHAPTER THE NINTH. MARRIED

CHAPTER THE TENTH. MISCHIEF-MAKERS

CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH. THE LITTLE RIFT

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The next morning dawned fair and clear, as is often the case after a storm. Monica rose early, her first thought, as usual, for Arthur. She crept on tip-toe to his room, to find him as she had left him, sleeping calmly – as he was likely now to do for hours, after the attack of the previous day; and finding herself no longer required by him, the girl was not long in making up her mind how these early hours of glimmering daylight were to be spent.

Seven o’clock found her in the saddle, mounted on her glossy black thorough-bred, who, gentle under her hand, would brook no other rider, and showed his mettle in every graceful eager movement, and in the restless quivering of his shapely limbs. His coat shone like satin in the pale early sunlight; he pranced and curvetted as he felt his rider upon his back. Monica and her horse together made a picture that for beauty and grace could hardly meet its match in the length and breadth of the land.

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Mrs. Pendrill did not try to deceive her. She knew from both her nephews that Lord Trevlyn’s health was in a very precarious state, and she loved Monica too well not to wish to see her somewhat prepared for a change that must inevitably fall upon her sooner or later. She had always shrunk from thinking of this trouble, she shrank from bringing it home to Monica now; but a plain question had been asked, and her answer must not be too ambiguous.

Monica listened very quietly, as was her wont, not betraying any emotion save in the strained look of pain in her great dark eyes. Then very quietly, too, she told Mrs. Pendrill what her father had said the previous evening about his heir, and about the prospective visit.

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