Farjeon Benjamin Leopold. Miser Farebrother: A Novel (vol. 3 of 3)
CHAPTER I. A BAD BUSINESS
CHAPTER II. THE DIAMOND BRACELET
CHAPTER III. SISTER AND BROTHER
CHAPTER IV. JEREMIAH IN TRIBULATION
CHAPTER V. MISER FAREBROTHER THREATENS JEREMIAH
CHAPTER VI. A DREAM OF AN ANGEL
CHAPTER VII. BETTER THAN ANY DAY-DREAM
CHAPTER VIII. PHŒBE IN PERIL
CHAPTER IX. FRED CORNWALL TO THE RESCUE
CHAPTER X. THE INQUEST
CHAPTER XI. THE TRIAL AND VERDICT – EXTRACTED FROM A POPULAR DAILY PAPER
CHAPTER XII. DICK GARDEN TO THE RESCUE
CHAPTER XIII. THE DIAMOND BRACELET AGAIN
CHAPTER XIV. RICHARD GARDEN MAKES THE ACQUAINTANCE OF FANNY LETHBRIDGE
CHAPTER XV. A STRANGE EXPERIMENT
CHAPTER XVI. JEREMIAH AND HIS MOTHER DISAPPEAR
CHAPTER XVII. CHIEFLY CONCERNING FANNY
CHAPTER XVIII. A LIFE-AND-DEATH STRUGGLE
CHAPTER XIX. OFF FOR THE HONEY-MOON
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This was to be a night of surprising adventure to Jeremiah. He was punctual to time. As the church clock struck the hour of nine he arrived at the Langham Hotel, and in accordance with Captain Ablewhite's instructions, waited on the opposite side of the road. There was no moon, and he paced the flag-stones in shadow. A quarter past nine, half-past, three-quarters past, then the chiming of ten o'clock, and still no Captain. Jeremiah was in a bewilderment of agonized suspense; he was on the brink of a precipice, and he relied upon Captain Ablewhite to save him – by what means he knew not, but he depended upon the Captain's word. "He is detained," thought Jeremiah; "the train is late; he is not a punctual man; perhaps he said ten o'clock instead of nine. At all events, I'll wait for him." The minutes sped on; a quarter past ten, half past, three-quarters past, and now another hour had passed. It was eleven o'clock, and Jeremiah, worked up into a state of terrible excitement, continued to pace up and down, up and down. Two or three times a policeman, attracted by his monotonous movements, strolled past, and carelessly looked at him; and on these occasions Jeremiah strove to hide his face from the policeman's scrutiny. "Will he never come?" thought Jeremiah – "will he never come?" At half-past eleven a singular incident occurred. A voice at his back accosted him. It was a woman's voice.
"Don't turn," the woman said. "Your name is Pamflett?"
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"No, Fred." She was not aware that she had uttered the dear name.
