Donal Grant

Donal Grant
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George MacDonald. Donal Grant

CHAPTER I. FOOT-FARING

CHAPTER II. A SPIRITUAL FOOT-PAD

CHAPTER III. THE MOOR

CHAPTER IV. THE TOWN

CHAPTER V. THE COBBLER

CHAPTER VI. DOORY

CHAPTER VII. A SUNDAY

CHAPTER VIII. THE GATE

CHAPTER IX. THE MORVEN ARMS

CHAPTER X. THE PARISH CLERGYMAN

CHAPTER XI. THE EARL

CHAPTER XII. THE CASTLE

CHAPTER XIII. A SOUND

CHAPTER XIV. THE SCHOOLROOM

CHAPTER XV. HORSE AND MAN

CHAPTER XVI. COLLOQUIES

CHAPTER XVII. LADY ARCTURA

CHAPTER XVIII. A CLASH

CHAPTER XIX. THE FACTOR

CHAPTER XX. THE OLD GARDEN

CHAPTER XXI. A FIRST MEETING

CHAPTER XXII. A TALK ABOUT GHOSTS

CHAPTER XXIII. A TRADITION OF THE CASTLE

CHAPTER XXIV. STEPHEN KENNEDY

CHAPTER XXV. EVASION

CHAPTER XXVI. CONFRONTMENT

CHAPTER XXVII. THE SOUL OF THE OLD GARDEN

CHAPTER XXVIII. A PRESENCE YET NOT A PRESENCE

CHAPTER XXIX. EPPY AGAIN

CHAPTER XXX. LORD MORVEN

CHAPTER XXXI. BEWILDERMENT

CHAPTER XXXII. THE SECOND DINNER WITH THE EARL

CHAPTER XXXIII. THE HOUSEKEEPER'S ROOM

CHAPTER XXXIV. COBBLER AND CASTLE

CHAPTER XXXV. THE EARL'S BEDCHAMBER

CHAPTER XXXVI. A NIGHT-WATCH

CHAPTER XXXVII. LORD FORGUE AND LADY ARCTURA

CHAPTER XXXVIII. ARCTURA AND SOPHIA

CHAPTER XXXIX. THE CASTLE-ROOF

CHAPTER XL. A RELIGION-LESSON

CHAPTER XLI. THE MUSIC-NEST

CHAPTER XLII. COMMUNISM

CHAPTER XLIII. EPPY AND KENNEDY

CHAPTER XLIV. HIGH AND LOW

CHAPTER XLV. A LAST ENCOUNTER

CHAPTER XLVI. A HORRIBLE STORY

CHAPTER XLVII. MORVEN HOUSE

CHAPTER XLVIII. PATERNAL REVENGE

CHAPTER XLIX. FILIAL RESPONSE

CHAPTER L. A SOUTH-EASTERLY WIND

CHAPTER LI. A DREAM

CHAPTER LII. INVESTIGATION

CHAPTER LIII. MISTRESS BROOKES UPON THE EARL

CHAPTER LIV. LADY ARCTURA'S ROOM

CHAPTER LV. HER BED-CHAMBER

CHAPTER LVI. THE LOST ROOM

CHAPTER LVII. THE HOUSEKEEPER'S ROOM

CHAPTER LVIII. A SOUL DISEASED

CHAPTER LIX. DUST TO DUST

CHAPTER LX. A LESSON ABOUT DEATH

CHAPTER LXI. THE BUREAU

CHAPTER LXII. THE CRYPT

CHAPTER LXIII. THE CLOSET

CHAPTER LXIV. THE GARLAND-ROOM

CHAPTER LXV. THE WALL

CHAPTER LXVI. PROGRESS AND CHANGE

CHAPTER LXVII. THE BREAKFAST-ROOM

CHAPTER LXVIII. LARKIE

CHAPTER LXIX. THE SICK-CHAMBER

CHAPTER LXX. A PLOT

CHAPTER LXXI. GLASHGAR

CHAPTER LXXII. SENT, NOT CALLED

CHAPTER LXXIII. IN THE NIGHT

CHAPTER LXXIV. A MORAL FUNGUS

CHAPTER LXXV. THE PORCH OF HADES

CHAPTER LXXVI. THE ANGEL OF THE LORD

CHAPTER LXXVII. THE ANGEL OF THE DEVIL

CHAPTER LXXVIII. RESTORATION

CHAPTER LXXIX. A SLOW TRANSITION

CHAPTER LXXX. AWAY-FARING

CHAPTER LXXXI. A WILL AND A WEDDING

CHAPTER LXXXII. THE WILL

CHAPTER LXXXIII. INSIGHT

CHAPTER LXXXIV. MORVEN HOUSE

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He was now walking southward, but would soon, when the mountains were well behind him, turn toward the east. He carried a small wallet, filled chiefly with oatcake and hard skim-milk cheese: about two o'clock he sat down on a stone, and proceeded to make a meal. A brook from the hills ran near: for that he had chosen the spot, his fare being dry. He seldom took any other drink than water: he had learned that strong drink at best but discounted to him his own at a high rate.

He drew from his pocket a small thick volume he had brought as the companion of his journey, and read as he ate. His seat was on the last slope of a grassy hill, where many huge stones rose out of the grass. A few yards beneath was a country road, and on the other side of the road a small stream, in which the brook that ran swiftly past, almost within reach of his hand, eagerly lost itself. On the further bank of the stream, perfuming the air, grew many bushes of meadow-sweet, or queen-of-the-meadow, as it is called in Scotland; and beyond lay a lovely stretch of nearly level pasture. Farther eastward all was a plain, full of farms. Behind him rose the hill, shutting out his past; before him lay the plain, open to his eyes and feet. God had walled up his past, and was disclosing his future.

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"It sall. We want nae mair; an' eh, we want nae less!" responded her husband.

So the evening wore away. The talk was to the very mind of Donal, who never loved wisdom so much as when she appeared in peasant-garb. In that garb he had first known her, and in the form of his mother.

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