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Hugh Walpole. The Inquisitor
The Inquisitor
Table of Contents
PART I. BOANERGES
CHAPTER I
ANOTHER CITIZEN—THE CATHEDRAL IS FILLED—THE CATHEDRAL IS EMPTY
CHAPTER II
A HOUSE LIKE A BONE, SET FOR TWO ANTAGONISTS
CHAPTER III
THE MARLOWES, ALTHOUGH NOT AT ALL RICH, GIVE A NICE PARTY
CHAPTER IV
SOME OF THE THINGS THAT CAN HAPPEN BETWEEN THREE AND FOUR ON AN AUTUMN AFTERNOON
CHAPTER V
BEGINNING OF THE BATTLE OF LADY EMILY—ALSO SOME HOURS IN THE LIFE OF MR. BIRD
CHAPTER VI
HEART AND SOUL OF AN IDEALIST
CHAPTER VII
CHRISTMAS EVE: (I) IN THE TOWN
CHAPTER VIII
CHRISTMAS EVE: (II) IN THE CATHEDRAL
PART II. PERFORMANCE
CHAPTER I
PENNY'S DAY—FINE WEATHER AND MRS. BRAUND TO LUNCHEON—THE BISHOP—MR. LAMPIRON TALKS ABOUT OLD AGE
CHAPTER II
SOME HOUSES ARE ALWAYS COLD
CHAPTER III
WHO PASSES?
CHAPTER IV
PAGEANT: DURING THE PERFORMANCE ENTER RUMOUR
CHAPTER V
ELIZABETH'S JOURNAL (I)
CHAPTER VI
PENNY AND THE LAST TOURNAMENT
CHAPTER VII
IT IS QUEER, THE THINGS THAT CAN HAPPEN TO. TOWNS—MICHAEL AS SPY—HE IS ALSO SPIED UPON
CHAPTER VIII
THREE VISITORS FOR LAMPIRON
INTERLUDE
THE BISHOP WRITES A LETTER
PART III
MICHAEL FURZE
CHAPTER I
OF THE FAMOUS PARTY MRS. BRAUND GAVE
CHAPTER II
THERE IS NO PRIVATE LIFE HERE NOW . .
CHAPTER III
OCTOBER: BOLE SANDS
CHAPTER IV
OCTOBER 10TH: ELIZABETH'S JOURNAL (II)
CHAPTER V
OCTOBER 11TH: MARLOW'S NIGHT JOURNEY
CHAPTER VI
OCTOBER 12TH: DEATH OF ANYONE
CHAPTER VII
OCTOBER 12TH: TRUE STORY OF AN IRRESISTIBLE IMPULSE
CHAPTER VIII
OCTOBER 12TH: CLIMAX TO THE CRUCIFIX
CHAPTER IX
OUTSIDE IMPRESSION
UNEMPLOYED IN POLCHESTER
CHAPTER X
EPILOGUE: RETURN OF THE SAME MUSIC
Printed in Great Britain by R. & R. Clark, Limited, Edinburgh
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Hugh Walpole
Published by Good Press, 2021
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Not only was his face round and rosy but his skin was very smooth and he was a pattern of cleanliness. He always wore a rather high wing-collar and in his tie a gold pin. He liked loose pepper-and-salt tweeds in the winter time, and on his thick gold watch-chain was a Masonic sign. He was a high official in the local Lodge. His short thick legs were quick, impatient, impulsive, and the rest of his body seemed to move with slow good-nature behind them as though it said: 'Hold on, legs. You'll wear me out one of these days, but I'm proud of you all the same.' He thought a pretty girl one of the nicest things in the world and I would not say that he had been always faithful to Mrs. Klitch. 'In spirit—always,' he would say, and Mrs. Klitch said, 'What I don't hear about don't worry me.'
He went into the front shop, and, looking about him, thought that he would soon close, for it was not likely that there would be any more customers to-day. He was filled with pride and satisfaction. The front shop was nice, very nice indeed. He arranged a few things, humming 'Raindrops on the Roof' as he did so. He stopped and patted his Chinese Warrior on the shoulder. He was very proud of his Warrior, a big figure in red-and-gold lacquer, carrying a sword. He had a black hat and black boots and in his eyes there was a stare of cold arrogant brutality which Klitch greatly appreciated.
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