One of Our Conquerors — Complete. George Meredith
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George Meredith
One of Our Conquerors — Complete
Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4057664592415
Table of Contents
CHAPTER VIII. SOME FAMILIAR GUESTS
CHAPTER IX. AN INSPECTION OF LAKELANDS
CHAPTER XI. WHEREIN WE BEHOLD THE COUPLE JUSTIFIED OF LOVE HAVING SIGHT OF THEIR SCOURGE
CHAPTER XII. TREATS OF THE DUMBNESS POSSIBLE WITH MEMBERS OF A HOUSEHOLD HAVING ONE HEART
CHAPTER XIII. THE LATEST OF MRS. BURMAN
CHAPTER XIV. DISCLOSES A STAGE ON THE DRIVE TO PARIS
CHAPTER XVI. ACCOUNTS FOR SKEPSEY’S MISCONDUCT, SHOWING HOW IT AFFECTED NATALY
His master opened on the bristling business.
CHAPTER XVII. CHIEFLY UPON THE THEME OF A YOUNG MAID’S IMAGININGS
CHAPTER XVIII. SUITORS FOR THE HAND OF NESTA VICTORIA
CHAPTER XX. THE GREAT ASSEMBLY AT LAKELANDS
CHAPTER XXII. CONCERNS THE INTRUSION OF JARNIMAN
CHAPTER XXIV. NESTA’S ENGAGEMENT
CHAPTER XXVI. IN WHICH WE SEE A CONVENTIONAL GENTLEMAN ENDEAVOURING TO EXAMINE A SPECTRE OF HIMSELF
CHAPTER XXVII. CONTAINS WHAT IS A SMALL THING OR A GREAT, AS THE SOUL OF THE CHIEF ACTOR MAY DECIDE
CHAPTER XXIX. SHOWS ONE OF THE SHADOWS OF THE WORLD CROSSING A VIRGIN’S MIND
CHAPTER XXX. THE BURDEN UPON NESTA
CHAPTER XXXII. SHOWS HOW TEMPER MAY KINDLE TEMPER AND AN INDIGNANT WOMAN GET HER WEAPON
CHAPTER XXXIII. A PAIR OF WOOERS
CHAPTER XXXIV. CONTAINS DEEDS UNRELATED AND EXPOSITIONS OF FEELINGS
CHAPTER XXXV. IN WHICH AGAIN WE MAKE USE OF THE OLD LAMPS FOR LIGHTING AN ABYSMAL DARKNESS
CHAPTER XXXVI. NESTA AND HER FATHER
CHAPTER XXXVII. THE MOTHER-THE DAUGHTER
CHAPTER XXXVIII. NATALY, NESTA, AND DARTREY FENELLAN
CHAPTER XXXIX. A CHAPTER IN THE SHADOW OF MRS. MARSETT
CHAPTER XLI. THE NIGHT OF THE GREAT UNDELIVERED SPEECH
‘I was telling my wife yesterday your story of the lady contrabandist: I don’t think she has done laughing since,’ Mr. Calling said.
Fenellan fluted: ‘Ah?’ He had scent, in the eulogy of a story grown flat as Election hats, of a good sort of man in the way of men, a step or two behind the man of the world. He expressed profound regret at not having heard the silvery ring of the lady’s laughter.
Carling genially conceived a real gratification to be conferred on his wife. ‘Perhaps you will some day honour us?’
‘You spread gold-leaf over the days to come, sir.’
‘Now, if I might name the day?’
‘You lump the gold and make it current coin;—says the blushing bride, who ought not to have delivered herself so boldly, but she had forgotten her bashful part and spoilt the scene, though, luckily for the damsel, her swain was a lover of nature, and finding her