Then he took my hand in his, and oh, Lucy, it was the first time he took _his wife’s_ hand, and said that it was the dearest thing in all the wide wor...

One time I passed the old gate, going out of my way, on a journey to Gimmerton. It was about the period that my narrative has reached: a bright frosty...

has decayed, but your spirit still visits and consoles your unhappy friend.

Before she answered, that sweet, puckered look came into her forehead, which Arthur--I call him Arthur from her habit--says he loves; and, indeed, I d...

His past life is always present to him; everything that we are forbidden he regrets. Nothing; he is not learned like you, sir; and has not the same ta...

It was with the greatest difficulty that I succeeded in doing so. Hamburg, the house on the Konigstrasse, my dear cousin Gretchen--all that world whic...

And that’s all I know for certing.” “Did any one else see anything?” “One of our gard’ners was a-comin’ ’ome about that time from a ’armony, when he s...

Was he dreaming of those generations long since disappeared? Was it here this strange man came to steep himself in historical recollections, and live ...

My uncle, who for a short time had been withdrawn from his absorbing reveries by the novel incidents of this sea fight, fell back again apparently int...