The Adventures of Harry Richmond. Complete
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George Meredith. The Adventures of Harry Richmond. Complete
CHAPTER I. I AM A SUBJECT OF CONTENTION
CHAPTER II. AN ADVENTURE ON MY OWN ACCOUNT
CHAPTER III. DIPWELL FARM
CHAPTER IV. I HAVE A TASTE OF GRANDEUR
CHAPTER V. I MAKE A DEAR FRIEND
CHAPTER VI. A TALE OF A GOOSE
CHAPTER VII. A FREE LIFE ON THE ROAD
CHAPTER VIII. JANET ILCHESTER
CHAPTER IX. AN EVENING WITH CAPTAIN BULSTED
CHAPTER X. AN EXPEDITION
CHAPTER XI. THE GREAT FOG AND THE FIRE AT MIDNIGHT
CHAPTER XII. WE FIND OURSELVES BOUND ON A VOYAGE
CHAPTER XIII. WE CONDUCT SEVERAL LEARNED ARGUMENTS WITH THE CAPTAIN OF THE PRISCILLA
CHAPTER XIV. I MEET OLD FRIENDS
CHAPTER XV. WE ARE ACCOSTED BY A BEAUTIFUL LITTLE LADY IN THE FOREST
CHAPTER XVI. THE STATUE ON THE PROMONTORY
CHAPTER XVII. MY FATHER BREATHES, MOVES, AND SPEAKS
CHAPTER XVIII. WE PASS A DELIGHTFUL EVENING, AND I HAVE A MORNING VISION
CHAPTER XIX. OUR RETURN HOMEWARD
CHAPTER XX. NEWS OF A FRESH CONQUEST OF MY FATHER’S
CHAPTER XXI. A PROMENADE IN BATH
CHAPTER XXII. CONCLUSION OF THE BATH EPISODE
CHAPTER XXIII. MY TWENTY-FIRST BIRTHDAY
CHAPTER XXIV. I MEET THE PRINCESS
CHAPTER XXV. ON BOARD A YACHT
CHAPTER XXVI. IN VIEW OF THE HOHENZOLLERN’S BIRTHPLACE
CHAPTER XXVII. THE TIME OF ROSES
CHAPTER XXVIII. OTTILIA
CHAPTER XXIX. AN EVENING WITH DR. JULIUS VON KARSTEG
CHAPTER XXX. A SUMMER STORM, AND LOVE
CHAPTER XXXI. PRINCESS OTTILIA’S LETTER
CHAPTER XXXII. AN INTERVIEW WITH PRINCE ERNEST AND A MEETING WITH PRINCE OTTO
CHAPTER XXXIII. WHAT CAME OF A SHILLING
CHAPTER XXXIV. I GAIN A PERCEPTION OF PRINCELY STATE
CHAPTER XXXV. THE SCENE IN THE LAKE-PALACE LIBRARY
CHAPTER XXXVI. HOMEWARD AND HOME AGAIN
CHAPTER XXXVII. JANET RENOUNCES ME
CHAPTER XXXVIII. MY BANKERS’ BOOK
CHAPTER XXXIX. I SEE MY FATHER TAKING THE TIDE AND AM CARRIED ON IT MYSELF
CHAPTER XL. MY FATHER’S MEETING WITH MY GRANDFATHER
CHAPTER XLI. COMMENCEMENT OF THE SPLENDOURS AND PERPLEXITIES OF MY FATHER’S GRAND
CHAPTER XLII. THE MARQUIS OF EDBURY AND HIS PUPPET
CHAPTER XLIII. I BECOME ONE OF THE CHOSEN OF THE NATION
CHAPTER XLIV. MY FATHER IS MIRACULOUSLY RELIEVED BY FORTUNE
CHAPTER XLV. WITHIN AN INCH OF MY LIFE
CHAPTER XLVI. AMONG GIPSY WOMEN
CHAPTER XLVII. MY FATHER ACTS THE CHARMER AGAIN
CHAPTER XLVIII. THE PRINCESS ENTRAPPED
CHAPTER XLIX. WHICH FORESHADOWS A GENERAL GATHERING
CHAPTER L. WE ARE ALL IN MY FATHER’S NET
CHAPTER LI. AN ENCOUNTER SHOWING MY FATHER’S GENIUS IN A STRONG LIGHT
CHAPTER LII. STRANGE REVELATIONS, AND MY GRANDFATHER HAS HIS LAST OUTBURST
CHAPTER LIII. THE HEIRESS PROVES THAT SHE INHERITS THE FEUD AND I GO DRIFTING
CHAPTER LIV. MY RETURN TO ENGLAND
CHAPTER LV. I MEET MY FIRST PLAYFELLOW AND TAKE MY PUNISHMENT
CHAPTER LVI. CONCLUSION
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That night stands up without any clear traces about it or near it, like the brazen castle of romance round which the sea-tide flows. My father must have borne me miles along the road; he must have procured food for me; I have an idea of feeling a damp forehead and drinking new milk, and by-and-by hearing a roar of voices or vehicles, and seeing a dog that went alone through crowded streets without a master, doing as he pleased, and stopping every other dog he met. He took his turning, and my father and I took ours. We were in a house that, to my senses, had the smell of dark corners, in a street where all the house-doors were painted black, and shut with a bang. Italian organ-men and milk-men paraded the street regularly, and made it sound hollow to their music. Milk, and no cows anywhere; numbers of people, and no acquaintances among them; my thoughts were occupied by the singularity of such things.
My father could soon make me forget that I was transplanted; he could act dog, tame rabbit, fox, pony, and a whole nursery collection alive, but he was sometimes absent for days, and I was not of a temper to be on friendly terms with those who were unable to captivate my imagination as he had done. When he was at home I rode him all round the room and upstairs to bed, I lashed him with a whip till he frightened me, so real was his barking; if I said ‘Menagerie’ he became a caravan of wild beasts; I undid a button of his waistcoat, and it was a lion that made a spring, roaring at me; I pulled his coat-tails and off I went tugging at an old bear that swung a hind leg as he turned, in the queerest way, and then sat up and beating his breast sent out a mew-moan. Our room was richer to me than all the Grange while these performances were going forward. His monkey was almost as wonderful as his bear, only he was too big for it, and was obliged to aim at reality in his representation of this animal by means of a number of breakages; a defect that brought our landlady on the scene. The enchantment of my father’s companionship caused me to suffer proportionately in his absence. During that period of solitude, my nursemaid had to order me to play, and I would stumble about and squat in the middle of the floor, struck suddenly by the marvel of the difference between my present and my other home. My father entered into arrangements with a Punch and Judy man for him to pay me regular morning visits opposite our window; yet here again his genius defeated his kind intentions; for happening once to stand by my side during the progress of the show, he made it so vivid to me by what he said and did, that I saw no fun in it without him: I used to dread the heralding crow of Punch if he was away, and cared no longer for wooden heads being knocked ever so hard.
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‘Mr. Boddy, you were right,’ he cried, ‘I find him a prowler, breaking all rules of discipline. A perverted, impudent rascal! An example shall be set to my school, sir. We have been falling lax. What! I find the puppy in my garden whistling—he confesses—for one of my servants—here, Mr. Boddy, if you please. My school shall see that none insult me with impunity!’ He laid on Heriot like a wind on a bulrush. Heriot bent his shoulders a trifle, not his head.
‘Why not?’ said he, staring at us angrily. ‘Has Saddlebank broken his arm, and can’t bowl?’
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