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THE TWELFTH HOUR
by
ADA LEVERSON
London
Chapman & Hall
Originally published 1907 by Grant Richards Ltd.
Reissued 1951 by arrangement with the Richards Press Ltd.
Printed by Brüder Rosenbaum, Vienna, Austria
Cat. No. 5090/4
CONTENTS
Chapter Page
I FELICITY 7
II THE TRIALS OF WOODVILLE 23
III A LOVE SCENE 32
IV "AUNT WILLIAM" 40
V ARTHUR MERVYN AT HOME 55
VI AN AGREEABLE RATTLE 70
VII THE NIGHT OF THE PARTY 82
VIII FELICITY AND HER CLIENTS 100
IX A DINNER AT WILLIS'S 112
X THE THIN END OF THE WEDGE 125
XI SAVILE AND SYLVIA 138
XII AT THE STUDIO 148
XIII AT MRS. OGILVIE'S 155
XIV LORD CHETWODE 166
XV MADAME TUSSAUD'S 175
XVI A GOLDEN DAY 189
XVII SAVILE TAKES A LINE 195
XVIII FELICITY'S ENGAGEMENTS 202
XIX THE VELVET CASE 216
XX ZERO, THE SOOTHSAYER 232
XXI "THE OTHER GIRL" 246
XXII SAVILE AND JASMYN 255
XXIII SAVILE AND BERTIE 261
XXIV THE EXPLANATION 267
XXV THE QUARREL 274
XXVI VERA'S ADVENTURE 282
XXVII AUNT WILLIAM'S DAY 292
XXVIII THE TWELFTH HOUR 302
CHAPTER I
FELICITY
"Hallo, Greenstock! Lady Chetwode in?"
"Her ladyship is not at home, sir. But she is sure to see you, Master
Savile," said the butler, with a sudden and depressing change of manner,
from correct impassibility to the conventional familiarity of a
patronising old retainer.
"Dressing, eh? You look all right Greenstock."
"Well, I am well, and I am not well, Master Savile, if you can
understand that, sir. My harsthma" (so he pronounced it), "'as been
exceedingly troublesome lately."
"Ah, that's capital!" Not listening, the boy--he was sixteen, dark, and
very handsome, with a determined expression, and generally with an air
of more self-control than seemed required for the occasion--walked up
deliberately, three steps at a time, knocked, with emphasis, at his
sister's dressing-room door, and said--
"I say, Felicity, can I come in?"
"Who's there? Don't come in!"
Upon which invitation he entered the room with a firm step.
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