It May Be True, Vol. 1 (of 3)

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Henry Wood. It May Be True, Vol. 1 (of 3)

CHAPTER I. ASHLEIGH

CHAPTER II. A PROUD LADYE

CHAPTER III. MORE ABOUT BRAMPTON

CHAPTER IV. THE BOOK SHELVES

CHAPTER V. VISITORS ARRIVE

CHAPTER VI "GOODY GREY."

CHAPTER VII. AMY GOES FOR A WALK

CHAPTER VIII. THE FLOWER

CHAPTER IX. WHAT BECAME OF THE FLOWER

CHAPTER X. A PASSING GLANCE

CHAPTER XI. THE MEETING IN THE SCHOOL-ROOM

CHAPTER XII. THE ACCIDENT

CHAPTER XIII. THE MYSTERIOUS LIGHT

CHAPTER XIV. MEMORIES OF THE PAST

CHAPTER XV. THE GALLERY WINDOW

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As we shall have occasion to speak of Mrs. Elrington often in these pages, some description of her is necessary, though a very slight one will suffice.

She lived in the large house called the Manor, before described, and had lived there for years in lonely solitude. She was a widow, and although the widow's cap had long ago been laid aside, yet in other respects her dress had altered little since the day she had first worn widow's weeds; it was always black; even the bonnet was of the same sombre hue, the cap, collar, and cuffs alone offering any relief to it. Her features were very handsome, and her figure tall, upright, and stately. Her hair was perfectly snow white, drawn off the high broad forehead, under a simple cap; she was greatly beloved, as also held in some slight awe; her voice was peculiarly soft, and when she spoke a pleasant smile seemed to hover about her face which never failed to gladden the hearts of those whom she addressed; but in general the expression of her features when in repose was sad.

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How strange all this seemed now. She had never thought of it before. It had never occurred to her. Her thoughts and feelings had been too engrossed, too much wrapt up in regret at leaving her home, and arranging for her Mother's comfort after her departure, to think of anything else; but now, the more she pondered, the more extraordinary it seemed, and the more difficult it was to arrive at any satisfactory conclusion, and the impression her mind was gradually assuming was a painful one.

A light, mocking laugh from her companion startled Amy; it grated harshly on her ears, and snapped the thread of her perplexing thoughts.

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