Dorrien of Cranston
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Mitford Bertram. Dorrien of Cranston
Chapter One. Concerning Certain Dorriens
Chapter Two. Concerning a Man and a Dog
Chapter Three “At First Sight!”
Chapter Four. The Rector of Wandsborough
Chapter Five. The Wag of a Dog’s Tail
Chapter Six “Mr Rowlands.”
Chapter Seven “I Told You We Should Meet Again.”
Chapter Eight. The Heiress of Ardleigh
Chapter Nine “You Here!”
Chapter Ten “Homo Sum.”
Chapter Eleven. Concerning a Midnight Ramble
Chapter Twelve “The Skegs.”
Chapter Thirteen. Breakers Ahead
Chapter Fourteen “The Ban of Craunston.”
Chapter Fifteen. At Ardleigh
Chapter Sixteen. The Die is Cast
Chapter Seventeen. Check!
Chapter Eighteen. Father and Son
Chapter Nineteen “And Thus We Parted There.”
Chapter Twenty. Darker Still
Chapter Twenty One. Johnston at Fault
Chapter Twenty Two. What Wandsborough Said
Chapter Twenty Three. Dorrien of – Nowhere
Chapter Twenty Four. A Trespasser
Chapter Twenty Five. His Last Friend
Chapter Twenty Six. Two Meetings
Chapter Twenty Seven. Interim
Chapter Twenty Eight. The Ban
Chapter Twenty Nine. The Tragedy of a Winter Night
Chapter Thirty. Search
Chapter Thirty One “Death’s Altar, by the Lone Shore.”
Chapter Thirty Two. In the Valley of the Shadow
Chapter Thirty Three. Cain
Chapter Thirty Four. After the Storm
Chapter Thirty Five. Redivivus
Chapter Thirty Six. The Sword
Chapter Thirty Seven. Eustace Outflanked
Chapter Thirty Eight “Give me your Confidence.”
Chapter Thirty Nine. The Web Weaves
Chapter Forty. The Ban Again
Chapter Forty One. The Sword Falls
Chapter Forty Two “Guilty or Not Guilty?”
Chapter Forty Three. Darker and Darker
Chapter Forty Four. A Scrap of Paper
Chapter Forty Five “Is he Robert Durnford?”
Chapter Forty Six. Life or Doom?
Chapter Forty Seven “I have Something to Say.”
Chapter Forty Eight “A Health! Dorrien of Cranston?”
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Before a house in Cambridge Terrace a hansom draws up with that series of jerks peculiar to its kind, and discharges its freight – a man, a dog and a portmanteau, and while the first is making enquiries as to the occupant being within, the second is scampering up and down the footway as hard as he can pelt, for he has been pent up on shipboard and in trains for many a weary day, and now such an opportunity of stretching his legs is in no wise to be neglected.
“Not in?” the traveller is saying in reply to the servant who opens the door. “But he isn’t out of town?”
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The rector frowned ever so slightly – for his favourite daughter added to her other peccadilloes a decided penchant for flirtation. But like a wise man he said nothing, and by this time they had reached the gates of their pretty and cheerful-looking home.
“Yes. When Captain Dorrien was lost in the Alps three years ago, the fishing people in Minchkil Bay say it appeared. They believe in it implicitly. It was seen, too, at just about the time old Squire Dorrien, the General’s brother, died at sea.”
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