The Tenants of Malory. Volume 2
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Le Fanu Joseph Sheridan. The Tenants of Malory. Volume 2
CHAPTER I. IN THE OAK PARLOUR – A MEETING AND PARTING
CHAPTER II. JUDÆUS APELLA
CHAPTER III. MR. LEVI VISITS MRS. MERVYN
CHAPTER IV. MR. BENJAMIN LEVI RECOGNISES AN ACQUAINTANCE
CHAPTER V. A COUNCIL OF THREE
CHAPTER VI. MR. DINGWELL ARRIVES
CHAPTER VII. MR. DINGWELL MAKES HIMSELF COMFORTABLE
CHAPTER VIII. THE LODGER AND HIS LANDLADY
CHAPTER IX. IN WHICH MR. DINGWELL PUTS HIS HAND TO THE POKER
CHAPTER X. CLEVE VERNEY SEES THE CHATEAU DE CRESSERON
CHAPTER XI. SHE COMES AND SPEAKS
CHAPTER XII. CLEVE VERNEY HAS A VISITOR
CHAPTER XIII. THE REV. ISAAC DIXIE SETS FORTH ON A MISSION
CHAPTER XIV. OVER THE HERRING-POND
CHAPTER XV. MR. CLEVE VERNEY PAYS A VISIT TO ROSEMARY COURT
CHAPTER XVI. IN LORD VERNEY'S LIBRARY
CHAPTER XVII. AN OVATION
CHAPTER XVIII. OLD FRIENDS ON THE GREEN
CHAPTER XIX. VANE ETHERAGE GREETS LORD VERNEY
CHAPTER XX. REBECCA MERVYN READS HER LETTER
CHAPTER XXI. BY RAIL TO LONDON
CHAPTER XXII. LADY DORMINSTER'S BALL
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On the stillest summer day did you ever see nature quite still, even that circumscribed nature that hems you round with densest trees, as you lounge on your rustic seat, in lazy contemplation, amid the shorn grass of your flower-beds, while all things are oppressed and stifled with heat and slumber? Look attentively, and you will see a little quiver like a dying pulse, in the hanging flower-bells, and a light faint tremble in this leaf and that. Of nature, which is, being interpreted, life, the law is motion, and this law controls the moral as well as the physical world. Thus it is that there is nowhere any such thing as absolute repose, and everywhere we find change and action.
Over Malory, if anywhere, broods the spirit of repose. Buried in deep forest – fenced on one side by the lonely estuary – no town or village lying beyond it; seaward the little old-world road that passes by it is quite forsaken by traffic. Even the sound of children's laughter and prattle is never heard there, and little but the solemn caw of the rooks and the baying of the night-dog. Yet chance was then invading that quiet seclusion with an unexpected danger.
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"Seven what, sir?"
"Seven years, ma'am; seven penn'orth we call it, ma'am, familiar like."
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