Produced by Charles Bowen from page scans provided by Google Books 1. Page scan source: Google Books https://books.google.com/books?id=arNBAAAAYAAJ (Princeton University) ST. MARTIN'S EVE A NOVEL BY MRS. HENRY WOOD AUTHOR OF "EAST LYNNE," "THE CHANNINGS," "JOHNNY LUDLOW," ETC. _NINETIETH THOUSAND_ London MACMILLAN AND CO., LIMITED NEW YORK: THE MACMILLAN COMPANY 1901 _All rights reserved_ CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. THE LITTLE HEIR. II. FAITHFUL TO THE DEAD. III. THE UNEXPLAINED REASON. IV. A NEW MISTRESS AT ALNWICK. V. ON ST. MARTIN'S EVE. VI. THE ALNWICK SUPERSTITION. VII. A SHADOW OF THE FUTURE. VIII. WASTING AWAY. IX. CHANGES AT ALNWICK. X. MISS ROSE DARLING. XI. GEORGINA BEAUCLERC'S LOVE. XII. THE FAIR AT ALNWICK. XIII. ONLY AS BROTHER AND SISTER. XIV. ST. MARTIN'S EVE. XV. CONFLICTING STATEMENTS. XVI. INVESTIGATION. XVII. HONOUR'S RAVINGS. XVIII. ADELINE DE CASTELLA. XIX. TAKING A PORTRAIT. XX. LOVE'S FIRST DREAM. XXI. A FADING CHILD. XXII. ALL ABOUT A STUPID FRENCH MARIGOLD. XXIII. JEALOUSY. XXIV. FOILED! XXV. A CRISIS IN A LIFE. XXVI. THE SICK CHAMBER. XXVII. THE LITTLE CHILD GONE. XXVIII. MRS. BRAYFORD'S BELIEF. XXIX. LOUISE'S WHISPERED WORDS. XXX. THE RECEPTION OF THE DEAD. XXXI. UNAVAILING REPENTANCE. XXXII. SOME MONTHS ONWARDS. XXXIII. A TELEGRAM. XXXIV. WALKING OUT TO DINNER. XXXV. ON THE TERRACE. XXXVI. LOCKED IN. XXXVII. A MEETING IN PARIS. CHAPTER I. THE LITTLE HEIR. The dull sombre light of a November afternoon was rapidly giving place to twilight. The day had been wet and cold; and the sodden leaves that strewed the park of one of England's fair domains did not contribute to the cheerfulness of the scene. The mansion belonging to it stood on a gentle eminence, well open to view, and looking boldly down on its lands: a long but not high house of red brick, with many windows; a cheerful house, rising behind a wide and gently sloping lawn, which on this ungenial day gave out as wretched an appearance as did all else of outward nature. But if the weather was rendering the demesne desolate, it seemed not to affect the house itself. Lights were gleaming from many of its numerous windows, were passing from room to room, from passage to passage; and fires added their red glow to the general brightness. A spectator might have said that some unusual excitement or gaiety was going on there. Excitement in that house there indeed was, but of gaiety none; for grim Death was about to pay it a visit: not to call any waiting for him in weary old age, but to snatch away the young and lovely.