Oh, Rufus Dingwell, it is such a rainy day! And the London street which I look out on from my hotel window presents such a dirty and such a miserable view! Do you know, I hardly feel like the same Ame
Oh, Rufus Dingwell, it is such a rainy day! And the London street which I look out on from my hotel window presents such a dirty and such a miserable view! Do you know, I hardly feel like the same Ame
After waiting a day or two for news from Amelius, and hearing nothing, Rufus went to make inquiries at the cottage. “M…
The day on which worthy old Surgeon Pinfold had predicted that Sally would be in a fair way of recovery had come and go…
After Amelius had left him, Rufus remembered his promise to communicate with Regina by telegraph. With his strict rega…
Toff was the first who recovered himself. “Courage, sir!” he said. “With a little thinking, we shall see the way to fi…
Early the next morning, Rufus rang at the cottage gate. “Well, Mr. Frenchman, and how do you git along? And how’s Ame…
On the morning when Amelius and Sally (in London) entered the church to look at the wedding. Rufus (in Paris) went to t…
The capricious influences which combine to make us happy are never so certain to be absent influences as when we are fo…
The last dreary days of November came to their end. No longer darkened by the shadows of crime and torment and death, …
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