PROPER PRIDE. A Novel. Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth, Love repulsed--but it returneth. _IN THREE VOLUMES._ VOL. I. LONDON: TINSLEY BROTHERS, 8, CATHERINE ST., STRAND. 1882. [_All rights reserved._] CHARLES DICKENS AND EVANS, CRYSTAL PALACE PRESS. CONTENTS. PAGE CHAPTER I. MALTA 1 CHAPTER II. ALICE SAVILLE 11 CHAPTER III. LOOTON PARK 48 CHAPTER IV. A PRACTICAL JOKE 54 CHAPTER V. THE THUNDERBOLT 74 CHAPTER VI. “A WELCOME HOME” 109 CHAPTER VII. WESSEX GARDENS 130 CHAPTER VIII. MRS. MAYHEW’S LITTLE SCHEME 148 CHAPTER IX. THE GIRL HE LEFT BEHIND HIM 177 CHAPTER X. GEOFFREY SPEAKS HIS MIND 192 CHAPTER XI. “EASTWARD HO!” 211 PROPER PRIDE. CHAPTER I. MALTA. December in Malta is very different from that month in England. There is no snow, no black frost, no fog; a bright, turquoise-blue sky, and deep indigo sea, smooth as glass, and dotted here and there with the white sails of fishing-boats, make a becoming background for this buff-coloured island. The air is soft, yet exhilarating; a perfume of oranges, cheroots, and flowers pervades the atmosphere. Little boys, with superb dark eyes, are thrusting delicious bunches of roses and heliotrope into the hands of passers-by, and demanding “sixpence.” The new piano-organs are grinding away mercilessly at the corner of every street. A trooper, a Peninsular and Oriental, and a vicious-looking ironclad are all in simultaneously, and Valetta is crammed. Such, at least, was the scene one December afternoon, not many years ago. It was the fashionable hour; the Strada Reale was full of shoppers, sightseers, and loungers; half the garrison were strolling up and down. Fat monks in brown, thin nuns in black, fruitsellers, Maltese women in their picturesque faldettas, soldiers, sailors, rich men, poor men, beggar men, and no doubt thieves, thronged the hot white pavement.