Cecil Castlemaine's Gage, Lady Marabout's Troubles, and Other Stories

Ouida

Lippincott, 1900 - 389 Seiten

Inhalt

• CECIL CASTLEMAINES GAGE OR THE STORY OF: 1
• LITTLE GRAND AND THE MARCHIONESS OR: 37
• LADY MARABOUTS TROUBLES OR THE WORRIES: 84
• A STUDY À LA LOUIS QUINZE or Pendant to a Pas: 211
• The Second Morning: 218
• Midnight: 227
• DEADLY DASH A STORY TOLD ON THE OFF DAY: 235
• THE GENERALS MATCHMAKING OR COACHES: 265
• THE STORY OF A CRAYONHEAD OB A DOUBLEDDOWN: 306
• THE BEAUTY OF VICQ DAZYR OR NOT AT ALL: 339
• PENDANT TO A POB: 368

Beliebte Passagen

Seite 327 - ... with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...‎

Seite 304 - MAIDEN ! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies ! Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one, As the braided streamlets run ! Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet...‎

Seite 16 - ... the sickle, as the nuts grew but to fall, as the leaves turned to gold but to wither, so the sanguine hopes, the fond ambitions of men, strengthened and matured only to fade into disappointment and destruction ! Four months had sped by since the Prince's messenger had come to Lilliesford — months that had gone swiftly with him as some sweet delicious dream ; and the time had come when he had orders to ride north, secretly and swiftly, speak with Mr. Forster and other gentlemen concerned in...‎

Seite 292 - ... spade in one hand and a watering-pot in the other, too astonished to keep his amazement to himself. Fay would fain have turned and fled, but Keane smiled, kept one arm round her, and stretched out his hand to the governor. " General, I came once uninvited, and I am come again. Will you forgive me ? I have a great deal to say to you, but I must ask you one question first of all. Will you give me your treasure ? " "Eh! humph! What? Well —I suppose — yes," ejaculated the General, breathless...‎

Seite 63 - Now, Conran had at bottom a touch of unstirred romance, and, moreover, his own idea of what sort of woman he could love. Something in this untrained yet winning Campagna flower answered to both. He was old enough to trust his own discernment, and, after a month or two's walks and...‎

Seite 9 - ... -mid-day. She regretted leaving the Town, not for Belamour, nor Argent, nor any of those who vainly hoped, as they glanced at the little mirror in the lids of their snuff-boxes, that they might have graven themselves, were it ever so faintly, in her thoughts; but for the wits, the pleasures, the choice clique, the accustomed circle to which she was so used, the courtly, -brilliant town-life where she was wont to reign. So she stood on the terrace the first morning of her exile, her thoughts far...‎

Seite 5 - ... be more completely wrung out of it than it has ever been since the aged Gabriel performed that work of purification on the infant Mahomet. It was the June of the year '15, and the coming disaffection was seething and boiling secretly among the Tories; the impeachment of Ormond and Bolingbroke had strengthened the distaste to the newcome Hanoverian pack, their attainder had been the blast of air needed to excite the smouldering wood to flame, the gentlemen of that party in the South began to grow...‎

Seite 4 - ... them ; I say, I do honour to those who can be coquettes, and are not such ; but I despise all who would be so, and, in despair of arriving at it themselves, hate and vilify all those who can.‎

Seite 39 - Ge«rge ! one could die for a woman like that— eh ?" " Die !" I echoed, while my horse stumbled along up the hilly road, and I swayed forward, pretty nearly over his head, while poetry rushed to my lips, and electric sparks danced before my eyes : 'To die for those we love! oh, there is power In the true heart, and pride, and joy, for this. It is to live without the vanished light That strength is needed...‎

Seite 3 - Perhaps she was cold ; she might be ; they were personnable men? Oh yes ! she had nothing to say against them. His Grace of Belamour ? — A pretty wit, without doubt. Lord Millamont ? — Diverting, but a coxcomb. He had beautiful hands; it was a pity he was always thinking of them ! Sir Gage Rivers ? — As obsequious a lover as the man in the ' Way of the World,' but she had heard he was very boastful and facetious at women over his chocolate at Oziuda's.‎

Bibliografische Informationen

• Titel: Cecil Castlemaine's Gage, Lady Marabout's Troubles, and Other Stories
• Autor/in: Ouida
• Verlag: Lippincott, 1900
• Original von: Harvard University
• Digitalisiert: 16. März 2006
• Länge: 389 Seiten