The Yellow Holly
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Hume Fergus. The Yellow Holly
CHAPTER I "MRS. JERSEY RECEIVES"
CHAPTER II. BRENDON'S STORY
CHAPTER III. THE NEXT MORNING
CHAPTER IV. A NINE-DAYS' WONDER
CHAPTER V. A LOVERS' MEETING
CHAPTER VI. WHAT MR. IRELAND KNEW
CHAPTER VII. THE RED MAN
CHAPTER VIII. A BACCHANTE
CHAPTER IX. CLEVER MRS. WARD
CHAPTER X. DIPLOMACY
CHAPTER XI. MR. BAWDSEY AT HOME
CHAPTER XII. A FIRESIDE TYRANT
CHAPTER XIII. A WOMAN SCORNED
CHAPTER XIV. MRS. WARD'S TRUMP CARD
CHAPTER XV. A RECOGNITION
CHAPTER XVI. THE PIPE OF PEACE
CHAPTER XVII. LORD DERRINGTON EXPLAINS
CHAPTER XVIII. MISS BULL'S STORY
CHAPTER XIX. THE INQUIRY AGENT
CHAPTER XX. THE TROUBLE OF LOLA
CHAPTER XXI. THE CONFESSION OF A JEALOUS WOMAN
CHAPTER XXII. WHO BAWDSEY WAS
CHAPTER XXIII. THE TURNING OF THE LANE
CHAPTER XXIV. A STARTLING SURPRISE
CHAPTER XXV. THE TRUTH
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If Miss Bull wished to make Madame uncomfortable she certainly succeeded. From being voluble, Mrs. Jersey became silent, the fresh color died out of her face, and her lips moved nervously. Twice did she make an effort to overcome her emotion, but each time failed. Afterward she took a seat by the fire, and stared into the flames with an anxious look, as though she saw therein a fulfillment of the dismal prophecy. Her depression communicated itself to the rest of the company, and shortly before ten the friends took their departure. The idea of being alone seemed to cheer Mrs. Jersey, and she accompanied her departing guests to the front door.
It was a comparatively thick fog, yet not so bad but that the visitors might hope to reach their homes. For some time Mrs. Jersey stood in the doorway at the top of the steps, and shook hands with those who were going. The boarders, who were old and chilly, were too wise to venture outside on such a dreary night, so Mrs. Jersey had the door-step all to herself. "If you lose your ways," she called out to the visitors "come back. You can tell the house by the red light." She pointed to the fanlight of crimson glass behind which gas was burning. "I will keep that alight for another hour."
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"Your-but he never lived here?"
"No. The grandfather who lived here, and with whom I stayed, was my mother's father. He was called Lockwood. Derrington is my father's father. Now do you understand?"
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