The Shadow of Ashlydyat
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Henry Wood. The Shadow of Ashlydyat
PART THE FIRST
CHAPTER I. THE MEET OF THE HOUNDS
CHAPTER II. LADY GODOLPHIN’S FOLLY
CHAPTER III. THE DARK PLAIN IN THE MOONLIGHT
CHAPTER IV. ALL SOULS’ RECTORY
CHAPTER V. THOMAS GODOLPHIN’S LOVE
CHAPTER VI. CHARLOTTE PAIN
CHAPTER VII. BROOMHEAD
CHAPTER VIII. A SNAKE IN THE GRASS
CHAPTER IX. MR. SANDY’S “TRADE.”
CHAPTER X. THE SHADOW
CHAPTER XI. A TELEGRAPHIC DESPATCH
CHAPTER XII. DEAD
CHAPTER XIII. UNAVAILING REGRETS
CHAPTER XIV. GONE ON BEFORE
CHAPTER XV. A MIDNIGHT WALK
CHAPTER XVI. THE LAST JOURNEY
CHAPTER XVII. A ROW ON THE WATER
CHAPTER XVIII. STRAW IN THE STREETS
CHAPTER XIX. ONE STICK DISCARDED
CHAPTER XX. A REVELATION TO ALL SOULS’ RECTOR
CHAPTER XXI. CHARLOTTE’S BARGAIN
CHAPTER XXII. DANGEROUS AMUSEMENT
PART THE SECOND
CHAPTER I. SIXTY POUNDS TO OLD JEKYL
CHAPTER II. WHY DID IT ANGER HIM?
CHAPTER III. CECIL’S ROMANCE
CHAPTER IV. CHARLOTTE PAIN’S “TURN-OUT.”
CHAPTER V. A REVELATION
CHAPTER VI. MR. VERRALL’S CHAMBERS
CHAPTER VII. BEYOND RECALL
CHAPTER VIII. THE TRADITION OF THE DARK PLAIN
CHAPTER IX. THE DEAD ALIVE AGAIN
CHAPTER X. NINE THOUSAND AND FORTY-FIVE POUNDS
CHAPTER XI. THOSE BONDS AGAIN!
CHAPTER XII “I SEE IT: BUT I CANNOT EXPLAIN IT.”
CHAPTER XIII. A RED-LETTER DAY FOR MRS. BOND
CHAPTER XIV. ISAAC HASTINGS TURNS TO THINKING
CHAPTER XV. A NIGHTMARE FOR THE RECTOR OF ALL SOULS’
CHAPTER XVI. MR. LAYTON “LOOKED UP.”
CHAPTER XVII. GONE!
CHAPTER XVIII. MURMURS; AND CURIOUS DOUBTS
CHAPTER XIX. BOBBING JOAN
CHAPTER XX. MRS. BOND’S VISIT
CHAPTER XXI. A DREAD FEAR
CHAPTER XXII. BEARING THE BRUNT
CHAPTER XXIII “AS FINE AS A QUEEN!”
CHAPTER XXIV. A VISIT TO LORD AVERIL
CHAPTER XXV. IN THE STREETS OF PRIOR’S ASH
CHAPTER XXVI. MY LADY WASHES HER HANDS
CHAPTER XXVII. A BROKEN IDOL
PART THE THIRD
CHAPTER I. A MORNING CALL
CHAPTER II. NEARER AND NEARER
CHAPTER III. FOR THE LAST TIME
CHAPTER IV. GATHERED TO HIS FATHERS
CHAPTER V. COMMOTION AT ASHLYDYAT
CHAPTER VI. A CROWD OF MEMORIES
CHAPTER VII. AT REST
CHAPTER VIII. A SAD PARTING
CHAPTER IX. A SAFE VOYAGE TO HIM!
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It was a bright day in autumn: the scene one of those fair ones rarely witnessed except in England. The sun, warm and glowing, almost as that of a summer’s day, shone on the stubble of the cornfields, whence the golden grain had recently been gathered; gilded the tops of the trees—so soon to pass into the “sere and yellow leaf;” illumined the blue hills in the distance, and brought out the nearer features of the landscape in all their light and shade. A fine landscape, comprising hill and dale, water and green pastures, woods and open plains. Amidst them rose the signs of busy life; mansions, cottages, hamlets, railways, and churches, whose steeples ascended high, pointing the way to a better Land.
Riding a noble horse, and advancing from the opposite direction to that of Colonel Max and his guests, came a tall, stately man, getting in years now. His features were regular as though they had been chiselled from marble: his fine blue eyes could sparkle yet; and his snow-white hair, wavy as of yore, was worn rather long behind, giving him somewhat the appearance of a patriarch. But the healthy bloom, once characteristic of his face, had left it now: the paleness of ill-health sat there, and he bent his body, as if too weak to bear up on his horse. His approach was discerned; and many started forward, as with one impulse, to greet him. None stood higher in the estimation of his fellow-men than did Sir George Godolphin; no other name was more respected in the county.
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“Why do you ask me this?” he hastily said.
“Because, yesterday evening, when I was sitting on that seat under the ash-trees, watching the road from Lady Godolphin’s Folly—well, watching for you, if you like it better: but I can assure you there is nothing in the avowal that need excite your vanity, as I see it is doing. When a gentleman makes a promise, I expect him to keep it; and, looking upon your coming as a matter of course, I did watch for you; as I might watch for one of Mrs. Verrall’s servants, had I sent him on an errand and expected his return.”
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