Lilith
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George MacDonald. Lilith
CHAPTER I. THE LIBRARY
CHAPTER II. THE MIRROR
CHAPTER III. THE RAVEN
CHAPTER IV. SOMEWHERE OR NOWHERE?
CHAPTER V. THE OLD CHURCH
CHAPTER VI. THE SEXTON’S COTTAGE
CHAPTER VII. THE CEMETERY
CHAPTER VIII. MY FATHER’S MANUSCRIPT
CHAPTER IX. I REPENT
CHAPTER X. THE BAD BURROW
CHAPTER XI. THE EVIL WOOD
CHAPTER XII. FRIENDS AND FOES
CHAPTER XIII. THE LITTLE ONES
CHAPTER XIV. A CRISIS
CHAPTER XV. A STRANGE HOSTESS
CHAPTER XVI. A GRUESOME DANCE
CHAPTER XVII. A GROTESQUE TRAGEDY
CHAPTER XVIII. DEAD OR ALIVE?
CHAPTER XIX. THE WHITE LEECH
CHAPTER XX. GONE!—BUT HOW?
CHAPTER XXI. THE FUGITIVE MOTHER
CHAPTER XXII. BULIKA
CHAPTER XXIII. A WOMAN OF BULIKA
CHAPTER XXIV. THE WHITE LEOPARDESS
CHAPTER XXV. THE PRINCESS
CHAPTER XXVI. A BATTLE ROYAL
CHAPTER XXVII. THE SILENT FOUNTAIN
CHAPTER XXVIII. I AM SILENCED
CHAPTER XXIX. THE PERSIAN CAT
CHAPTER XXX. ADAM EXPLAINS
CHAPTER XXXI. THE SEXTON’S OLD HORSE
CHAPTER XXXII. THE LOVERS AND THE BAGS
CHAPTER XXXIII. LONA’S NARRATIVE
CHAPTER XXXIV. PREPARATION
Chapter XXXV. THE LITTLE ONES IN BULIKA
CHAPTER XXXVI. MOTHER AND DAUGHTER
CHAPTER XXXVII. THE SHADOW
CHAPTER XXXVIII. TO THE HOUSE OF BITTERNESS
CHAPTER XXXIX. THAT NIGHT
CHAPTER XL. THE HOUSE OF DEATH
CHAPTER XLI. I AM SENT
CHAPTER XLII. I SLEEP THE SLEEP
CHAPTER XLIII. THE DREAMS THAT CAME
CHAPTER XLIV. THE WAKING
CHAPTER XLV. THE JOURNEY HOME
CHAPTER XLVI. THE CITY
CHAPTER XLVII. THE “ENDLESS ENDING”
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I had just finished my studies at Oxford, and was taking a brief holiday from work before assuming definitely the management of the estate. My father died when I was yet a child; my mother followed him within a year; and I was nearly as much alone in the world as a man might find himself.
I had made little acquaintance with the history of my ancestors. Almost the only thing I knew concerning them was, that a notable number of them had been given to study. I had myself so far inherited the tendency as to devote a good deal of my time, though, I confess, after a somewhat desultory fashion, to the physical sciences. It was chiefly the wonder they woke that drew me. I was constantly seeing, and on the outlook to see, strange analogies, not only between the facts of different sciences of the same order, or between physical and metaphysical facts, but between physical hypotheses and suggestions glimmering out of the metaphysical dreams into which I was in the habit of falling. I was at the same time much given to a premature indulgence of the impulse to turn hypothesis into theory. Of my mental peculiarities there is no occasion to say more.
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“In the region of the seven dimensions,” he answered, with a curious noise in his throat, and a flutter of his tail. “You had better follow me carefully now for a moment, lest you should hurt some one!”
“There is nobody to hurt but yourself, Mr. Raven! I confess I should rather like to hurt you!”
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