| Set Display | Please Turn On Your Virtual Bookmarks | Help Support This Site | Table of Contents | Arnold Bennett |
THE HOUSEHOLD AT HILLPORT - Leonora
| Page 1 of 137 | | |
The Project Gutenberg eBook, Leonora, by Arnold Bennett
This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net
E-text prepared by Jonathan Ingram, Michael Wymann-Boni, and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team
LEONORA
A Novel
by
ARNOLD BENNETT
Author of _The Grand Babylon Hotel_, _The Gates of Wrath_, _Anna of the Five Towns_, etc.
1903
CONTENTS
I. THE HOUSEHOLD AT HILLPORT
II. MESHACH AND HANNAH
III. THE CALL
IV. AN INTIMACY
V. THE CHANCE
VI. COMIC OPERA
VII. THE DEPARTURE
VIII. THE DANCE
IX. A DEATH IN THE FAMILY
X. IN THE GARDEN
XI. THE REFUSAL
XII. IN LONDON
CHAPTER I
She was walking, with her customary air of haughty and rapt leisure, across the market-place of Bursley, when she observed in front of her, at the top of Oldcastle Street, two men conversing and gesticulating vehemently, each seated alone in a dog-cart. These persons, who had met from opposite directions, were her husband, John Stanway, the earthenware manufacturer, and David Dain, the solicitor who practised at Hanbridge. Stanway's cob, always quicker to start than to stop, had been pulled up with difficulty, drawing his cart just clear of the other one, so that the two portly and middle-aged talkers were most uncomfortably obliged to twist their necks in order to see one another; the attitude did nothing to ease the obvious asperity of the discussion. She thought the spectacle undignified and silly; and she marvelled, as all women marvel, that men who conduct themselves so magisterially should sometimes appear so infantile. She felt glad that it was Thursday afternoon, and the shops closed and the streets empty.
Immediately John Stanway caught sight of her he said a few words to the lawyer in a somewhat different key, and descended from his vehicle. As she came up to them Mr. Dain saluted her with bashful abruptness, and her proud face broke as if by the loosing of a spell into a generous and captivating smile; Mr. Dain blushed, the vision was too much for his composure; he moved his horse forward a yard or two, and then jerked it back again, gruffly advising it to stand still. Stanway turned to her bluntly, unceremoniously, as to a creature to whom he owed nothing. She noticed once more how the whole character of his face was changed under annoyance.
'Here, Nora!' he said, speaking with the raw anger of a man with a new-born grievance, 'run this home for me. I'm going over to Hanbridge with Mr. Dain.'
'Very well,' she agreed with soothing calmness, and taking the reins she climbed up to the high driving-seat. 
 | |||||||||||
 |
|
|
|||||||||