M. E. Braddon

THE GOLDEN CALF.CHAPTER I.the articled pupil."Where is Miss Palliser?" inquired Miss Pew, in that awful voice of hers, at which the class-room trembled, as at unexpected thunder. A murmur ran along the desks, from girl to girl, and then some one, near that end of the long room which was sacred to...

ONE THING NEEDFUL. CHAPTER I. "OH, MARKED FROM BIRTH, AND NURTURED FOR THE SKIES!" The gray old walls of Lashmar Castle rise in a massive pile above a broad reach of the Middle-shire Avon, which here makes a bold and sweeping curve, and dallies with its rushy banks, as if some spirit of these...

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