estrangement

“Do I interrupt?” he asked politely as he stood at the door. “It is needless; I have seen him!” “Well?” “I fear that he does not appraise me at much. When I entered his room he was sitting on a stool in the centre, with his elbows on his knees, and his face wa...

With a glance she saw that he had lost none of his recent civility; and, to imitate his politeness, she began as they met to admire the beauty of the place; but she had not got beyond the words “delightful,” and “charming,” when some unlucky recollections obtr...

What would be your surprise, my son, when you expected a happy and glad welcome, to behold, on the contrary, tears and wretchedness? Absence cannot have rendered you callous to our joys and griefs; and how shall I inflict pain on my long absent son? I wish to ...