England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
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[Illustration: "'Tell me,' she said, 'did you ever really do anything
foolish in your life?'"]
The Good Comrade
By
UNA L. SILBERRAD
Illustrated by
Anna Whelan Betts
New York
Doubleday, Page & Company
1907
COPYRIGHT, 1907, BY DOUBLEDAY PAGE & COMPANY
PUBLISHED, SEPTEMBER, 1907
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. THE POLKINGTONS
II. THE DEBT
III. NARCISSUS TRIANDRUS AZUREUM
IV. THE OWNER OF THE BLUE DAFFODIL
V. THE EXCURSION
VI. DEBTOR AND CREDITOR
VII. HOW JULIA DID NOT GET THE BLUE DAFFODIL
VIII. POOFERCHJES AND JEALOUSY
IX. THE HOLIDAY
X. TO-MORROW
XI. A REPRIEVE
XII. THE YOUNG COOK
XIII. THE HEIRESS
XIV. THE END OF THE CAMPAIGN
XV. THE GOOD COMRADE
XVI. THE SIMPLE LIFE
XVII. NARCISSUS TRIANDRUS STRIATUM, THE GOOD COMRADE
XVIII. BEHIND THE CHOPPING-BLOCK
XIX. CAPTAIN POLKINGTON
XX. THE BENEFACTOR
XXI. THE GOING OF THE GOOD COMRADE
XXII. THE LINE OF LEAST RESISTANCE
XXIII. PAYMENT AND RECEIPT
ILLUSTRATIONS
"'Tell me,' she said, 'did you ever
really do anything foolish in your
life?'" Frontispiece
"Julia"
"A wonderful woman"
"'Now you must call your flower a
name,' he said"
THE GOOD COMRADE
CHAPTER I
THE POLKINGTONS
The Polkingtons were of those people who do not dine. They lunched,
though few besides Johnny Gillat, who did not count, had been invited
to share that meal with them. They took tea, the daintiest,
pleasantest, most charming of teas, as the _elite_ of Marbridge knew;
everybody--or, rather, a selection of everybody, had had tea with them
one time or another. After that there was no record; the _elite_, who
would as soon have thought of going without their heads as without
their dinner, concluded they dined, because they were "one of us." But
some humbler folk were of opinion that they only dined once a week,
and that after morning service on Sundays; but even this idea was
dispelled when the eldest Miss Polkington was heard to excuse her
non-appearance at an organ recital because "lunch was always so late
on Sunday."
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