... Mr Jellyband was indeed a typical rural John Bull of those days --- the days when our prejudiced insularity was at its height, when to an Englishman, be he lord, yeoman, or peasant, the whole of t...
I have so often been asked the question: But how did you come to think of The Scarlet Pimpernel? And my answer has always been: It was God's will that I should. And to you moderns, who perhaps do not...
When they are gay, the waves echo their gaiety; but when they are sad, then every breaker, as it rolls, seems to bring additional sadness, and to speak to us of hopelessness and of the pettiness of al...
His pride and her beauty had been in direct conflict, and his pride had remained the conqueror.
... you know my belief in bald-headed Fortune, with the one solitary hair. Well, I meant to grab that hair...
Dear heart, he murmured, do not look on me with those dear, scared eyes of yours. If there is aught that puzzles you in what I said, try and trust me a little longer. Remember, I must save the Dauphin...
I wished to test your love for me, and it did not bear the test. You used to tell me that you drew the very breath of life but for me and love of me." "And to prove that love, you demanded that I shou...
Chapter7
It is only in our beautiful France that wholesale slaughter is done lawfully, in the name of liberty and of brotherly love
The evil we do, Monsieur, is within us; it does not come from circumstance.
She would keep him, keep his love, deserve it and cherish it, for this much was certain, that there was no longer any happiness possible for her without that one man's love.
In his mind he vaguely pondered whether he should strike that long-legged Englishman in the face and call him a coward, or whether such conduct in a lady's presence might be deemed ungentlemanly, when...
Yet, with all that, no one dared to interfere. Burke had exhausted all his eloquence in trying to induce the British Government to fight the revolutionary government of France, but Mr. Pitt, with char...
He was calmly eating his soup, laughing with pleasant good-humour, as if he had come all the way to Calais for the express purpose of enjoying supper at this filthy inn, in the company of his arch-ene...
A woman's heart is such a complex problem—the owner thereof is often most incompetent to find the solution of this puzzle.
He was but a man madly, blindly, passionately in love, and as soon as her light footsteps had died away within the house, he knelt down upon the terrace steps, and in the very madness of his love he k...
When will you give up these mad adventures, and leave others to fight their own battles and to save their own lives as best they may?'When your ladyship has ceased to be the most admired woman in Euro...
The invigorating scent of the sea was nectar to her wearied body, the immensity of the lonely cliffs was silent and dreamlike. Her brain only remained conscious of its ceaseless, its intolerable tortu...
And in repose one might have admired so fine a specimen of English manhood, until the foppish ways, the affected movements, the perpetual inane laugh, brought one's admiration of Sir Percy Blakeney to...
Love, the great, the strong, the conquering god --- Love that subdues a world, and rides roughshod over principle, virtue, tradition, over home, kindred, and religion -- what cares he for the easy con...