Robert Audley walked slowly through the leafless grove, under the bare and shadowless trees in the grey February atmosphere, thinking as he went of the discovery he had just made.
‘I have that in my pocket-book,’ he pondered, ‘which forms the connecting link between the...
So the dinner at Audley Court was postponed, and Miss Alicia had to wait still longer for an introduction to the handsome young widower, Mr George Talboys.
I am afraid, if the real truth is to be told, there was, perhaps, something of affectation...
The first year of George Talboys’ widowhood passed away; the deep band of crape about his hat grew brown and rusty, and as the last burning day of another August faded out, he sat smoking cigars in the quiet chambers in Fig-tree Court, much...
Yes: there it was, in black and white—‘Helen Talboys, aged twenty-two.’
When George told the governess on board the Argus that if he heard any evil tidings of his wife he should drop down dead, he spoke in perfect good faith; and yet here...
‘Is there any room in which I can talk to you alone?’ Robert Audley asked, as he looked dubiously round the hall.
My lady only bowed her head in answer. She pushed open the door of the library, which had been left ajar. Sir...
Upon his return from Wildernsea, Robert Audley found a letter from his cousin, Alicia, awaiting him at his chambers.
‘Papa is much better,’ the young lady wrote, ‘and is very anxious to have you at the Court. For some inexplicable reason, my step-mother has taken...
Robert left Audley the next morning by an early train, and reached Shoreditch a little after nine o’clock. He did not return to his chambers, but called a cab and drove straight to Crescent Villas, West Brompton. He knew that he should fail in...
Robert Audley found the driver asleep upon the box of his lumbering vehicle. He had been entertained with beer of so hard a nature, as to induce temporary strangulation in the daring imbiber thereof, and he was very glad to welcome the return of...
Mr Audley rose from the dinner-table and walked over to the cabinet in which he kept the document he had drawn up relating to George Talboys. He unlocked the doors of his cabinet, took the paper from the pigeon-hole marked Important, and...
It was exactly five minutes past four as Mr Robert Audley stepped out upon the platform at Shoreditch, and waited placidly until such time as his dogs and his portmanteau should be delivered up to the attendant porter who had called his cab, and...
