Faithful Margaret: A Novel

A DYING WOMAN'S COMMAND. She was dying--good old Ethel Brand, the mistress for half a century of the hoary castle which stood like an ancient cathedral in the midst of the noble e...

READING OF THE WILL. Mrs. Brand, in her lead coffin, in its rosewood shell, was slumbering in the stately vault of her ancestors, and Mr. Davenport held in his hands the last will...

EVIL FOREBODINGS. Mid-ocean, a steamer was laboring on her way, beneath a sky like glittering pearl, arching over a waste of phosphorescent billows, and with a crispy breeze behin...

A LIFE SAVED. The letter of St. Udo Brand astonished the executors of Ethel Brand's will; and their chagrin was intense when Miss Walsingham decisively informed them that they mus...

ATTEMPT AT MURDER. The fair dawn slid with crimson ray under the yellow mist; the breath of morning stirred the pendant leaves, and on its wings it bore the tramp of a host. In a...

ST. UDO BRAND'S FIANCEE. The last train from London brought a physician to Lynthorpe, dispatched by the Marquis of Ducie to attend his daughter, who brought a polite message from ...

A DUEL WITH A TRAITOR. The foe had stolen a march upon the weary encampment in the plantation. Calmly St. Udo Brand faced the coming legions, and bravely retreated in good order u...

MARGARET'S VISION. Lady Juliana Ducie concealed her disappointed love so well that no one would have suspected, not even simple Margaret Walsingham, that she suffered from its pan...

A WOMAN'S VENGEANCE. Through the dark fens, and the yielding morass, and the spicy sycamore grove, and the mossy walnut woods of Virginia, stole a gray-faced man; panting, hunger-...

MARGARET AGAIN A WANDERER. Heavily passed the days of Margaret Walsingham, having, as we know, that secret apprehension on her mind which the vision of the battle-field had cast, ...

UNREQUITED LOVE. "Good gracious, Miss Walsingham! Is it possible that this can be you?" He seized her hand with a pressure which told of his delight; his tones were thrilling wit...

ST. UDO BRAND NOT DEAD. Margaret was sitting up at last in the bricklayer's doorway, muffled in shawls, and shuddering nervously at every jarring sound about her. A chariot was a...

MARGARET GOES TO CASTLE BRAND. It was about noon the next morning when, for the second time, Colonel Brand presented himself at Dr. Gay's door, requesting the honor of an intervie...

WILL HE BETRAY HIMSELF? St. Udo Brand was walking with Margaret over the rustling leaves of the Norman oaks, and beguiling the time by recounting his adventures in the American wa...

A STRUGGLE FOR LIFE. "My proofs are these," answered Margaret, forcing herself to speak quietly. "He acts exactly as a man would act who was personating some one else. He knows th...

UNVAILING AN IMPOSTOR. Margaret stole to her chamber and bolted the door, and leaned her dizzy head upon her hand. Gradually the first surprise of her mind gave way before a drea...

CONCLUSIVE EVIDENCE. Margaret soon went to her own apartment and changed her damp garments, and then she went down stairs to the echoing reception-room, to wait for Lady Juliana D...

MARGARET'S PERIL. Margaret double-locked her door, and stood listening with the book clutched fast in her hand. Drop by drop her blood gurgled from her heart--her hair bristled. ...

A PRAYER TO HEAVEN. The game had passed out of her hands. Should she trust to the blood-thirsty brute, or to the blood-thirsty man? I think she would have thrown herself upon suc...

THE IMPOSTOR FOILED. At ten o'clock of the morning Mrs. Chetwode was knocking at Miss Walsingham's bedroom door. "Excuse me, miss, for disturbing you, but the colonel is here, an...

WAS IT A RUSE? The tide of horror was mounting higher, the waters gurgled to her lips, and her own feeble hands must raise a footway from out of the hissing waves to bear her safe...

PURSUIT OF A FELON. One by one Margaret's faculties deserted her; her power of speech first of all, then her power of motion, her power of resistance, even her power of fear. All ...

CHAINS OR THE GALLOWS. Mrs. Chetwode, sitting in her room at Castle Brand at half-past seven of the night, heard a dreadful racket of horse's hoofs on the frozen court below; and,...

SELLING A SECRET. On a sunny day in January, a traveling coach crunched up the drive to Castle Brand, and produced a visitor for Miss Walsingham. The Waaste, so broad and rolling...

OFF TO AMERICA. The chevalier paused with dramatic _empressement_ to enjoy the effect of his announcement. But the pale woman who was sitting before him made little sign of her em...

UNEXPECTED MEETING. Margaret Walsingham kept her own state-room so exclusively that the passengers, many of whom had heard of the heroine of Castle Brand, had no opportunity of me...

A NEW ACQUAINTANCE. Arrived in New York, the three travelers speedily were located in a hotel, and the chevalier proposed going to the military hospital in which he left Colonel B...

NEWS OF ST. UDO BRAND. Dinner over, the ladies scattered, some to their rooms, some to go walking--Margaret and Madame Hesslein simultaneously entered the drawing-room. They turne...

FOUND AT LAST. Three days afterward a steamer was entering the harbor of Key West. Margaret Walsingham, Madame Hesslein, Mr. Davenport, and the Chevalier de Calembours stood on d...

A REVELATION. Madame Hesslein, standing on the deck where Margaret had bidden her adieu--weeping in her lace handkerchief until it was wet, and waving it after her until it was dr...

BRAND PLUCKED FROM THE BURNING. "Circles and circles of brightening light breaking over me; a faint, but delicious sense of comfort; a swift vanishing of the distorted phantoms wh...

SWEET RECOMPENSE. The next morning St. Udo Brand lay impatiently waiting for his dear young nurse, and scowling at the stupid negress, who was putting his room to rights, when a v...

MARGARET'S HAPPY DESTINY. "By gar! _mon camarade_, and do you call yourself a man, prying into Madam Fortune's good graces? Why, she has starved you, the jade, she has given you t...