The Unclassed
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George Gissing. The Unclassed
CHAPTER I. SCHOOL
CHAPTER II. MOTHER AND CHILD
CHAPTER III. ANTECEDENTS
CHAPTER IV. CHRISTMAS IN TWO HOMES
CHAPTER V. POSSIBILITIES
CHAPTER VI. AN ADVERTISEMENT
CHAPTER VII. BETWEEN OLD AND NEW
CHAPTER VIII. ACADEMICAL
CHAPTER IX. THE COUSINS
CHAPTER X. THE WAY OUT
CHAPTER XI. BY THE WAYSIDE
CHAPTER XII. RENT DAY
CHAPTER XIII. A MAN-TRAP
CHAPTER XIV. NEAR AND FAR
CHAPTER XV. UP THE RIVER
CHAPTER XVI. EXAMPLE WITHOUT PRECEPT
CHAPTER XVII. THE MISSING YEARS
CHAPTER XVIII. THE ENDERBYS
CHAPTER XIX. IN THE MEANTIME
CHAPTER XX. A SUGGESTION
CHAPTER XXI. DIPLOMACY
CHAPTER XXII. UNDER-CURRENTS
CHAPTER XXIII. THE OPPORTUNITY
CHAPTER XXIV. JUSTICE
CHAPTER XXV. ART AND MISERY
CHAPTER XXVI. STRAYING
CHAPTER XXVII. THE WILL TO LIVE
CHAPTER XXVIII. SLIMY'S DAY
CHAPTER XXIX. FREEDOM
CHAPTER XXX. ELM COURT
CHAPTER XXXI. NEW PROSPECTS
CHAPTER XXXII. A VISION OF SIN
CHAPTER XXXIII. A GARDEN-PARTY
CHAPTER XXXIV. A LATE REVENGE
CHAPTER XXXV. HOUSE-WARMING
CHAPTER XXXVI. NO WAY BUT THIS
CHAPTER XXXVII. FORBIDDEN
CHAPTER XXXVIII. ORDERS OF RELEASE
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Ida Starr, dismissed by the schoolmistress, ran quickly homewards. She was unusually late, and her mother would be anxious. Still, when she came within sight of the door, she stopped and stood panting. How should she tell of her disgrace? It was not fear that made her shrink from repeating Miss Rutherford's message; nor yet shame, though she would gladly have hidden herself away somewhere in the dark from every eye; her overwhelming concern was for the pain she knew she was going to cause one who had always cherished her with faultless tenderness,—tenderness which it had become her nature to repay with a child's unreflecting devotion.
Her home was in Milton Street. On the front-door was a brass-plate which bore the inscription: "Mrs. Ledward, Dressmaker;" in the window of the ground-floor was a large card announcing that "Apartments" were vacant. The only light was one which appeared in the top storey, and there Ida knew that her mother was waiting for her, with tea ready on the table as usual. Mrs. Starr was seldom at home during the child's dinner-hour, and Ida had not seen her at all to-day. For it was only occasionally that she shared her mother's bedroom; it was the rule for her to sleep with Mrs. Ledward, the landlady, who was a widow and without children. The arrangement had held ever since Ida could remember; when she had become old enough to ask for an explanation of this, among other singularities in their mode of life, she was told that her mother slept badly, and must have the bed to herself.
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"I hit Harriet Smales with a slate, and covered her all over with blood, and I thought I'd killed her."
She could not meet her mother's eyes; stood with head hung down, and her hands clasped behind her.
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