The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four Macnicols — John Shaqi
The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four MacnicolsBlack, William
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The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four Macnicols
Black, William
Great Britain -- Fiction
Produced by Al Haines
THE BEAUTIFUL WRETCH
BY
WILLIAM BLACK
AUTHOR OF 'MACLEOD OF DARE,' 'SUNRISE,' ETC.
NEW EDITION
LONDON
MACMILLAN AND CO.
1882
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. Singing Sal
II. In Brunswick Terrace
III. A First Ball
IV. The Same
V. The Same
VI. First Impressions
VII. Auf Der Reise
VIII. Snow and Mist and Sunlight
IX. The Serenata
X. Jinny
XI. Transformation
XII. New Possibilities
XIII. Ormuzd and Ahriman
XIV. At Home
XV. A Message
XVI. Reveries
XVII. The Accepted Suitor
XVIII. A White World
XIX. Breaking Down
XX. The Shadow
XXI. Danger Ahead
XXII. A Catastrophe
XXIII. At Last
XXIV. 'Bring Home the Bride so Fair!'
THE BEAUTIFUL WRETCH.
CHAPTER I.
SINGING SAL.
On a certain golden afternoon in August, when the sea was as still and
radiant as the vaulted blue overhead, and when the earth was lying so
hushed and silent that you would have thought it was listening for the
chirp of the small birds among the gorse, a young girl of about
seventeen or so was walking over the downs that undulate, wave on wave,
from Newhaven all along the coast to Brighton. This young lady was
tall for her age; slim of form; and she had a graceful carriage; her
face was fair and markedly freckled; her nose was piquant rather than
classical; her hair, which was of a ruddy gold hue, was rebellious, and
strayed about her ears and neck in accidental wisps and rings: her
grayish or gray-blue eyes were reserved and thoughtful rather than
shrewd and observant. No, she was not beautiful; but she had a face
that attracted interest; and though her look was timid and retiring,
nevertheless her eyes could, on occasion, light up with a sudden humour
that was inclined to be sarcastic. So busy, indeed, was she generally,
on these solitary wanderings of hers, with her own thoughts and
fancies, that sometimes she laughed to herself--a low, quiet little
laugh that none but herself could hear.
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