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Chapter 1 THREE EDITORS.

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n house in Welbeck Street. Lady Carbury spent many hours at her desk, and wrote many letters,-wrote also very much beside letters. She spoke of herself in these days as a woman devoted to Literatu

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Shakespeare. What a wench she was! I could not quite make Julia a queen; but it was impossible to pass over so piquant a character. You will recognise in the two or three ladies of the empire how faithfully I have studied my Gibbon. Poor dear old Belisarius! I have done the best I could with Joanna, but I could not bring myself to care for her. In our days she would simply have gone to Broadmore. I hope you will not think that I have been too strong in my delineations of Henry VIII. and his sinful but unfortunate Howard. I don't care a bit about Anne Boleyne. I am afraid that I have been tempted into too great length about the Italian Catherine; but in truth she has been my favourite. What a woman! What a devil! Pity that a s

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ngs for men. Of almost all these royal and luxurious sinners it was the chief sin that in some phase of their lives they consented to be pla

ion to her purposes of the good things with which providence had endowed her. She did not fall in love, she did not wilfully flirt, she did not commit herself; but she smiled and whispered, and made confidences, and looked out of her own eyes into men's eyes as though there might be some mysterious bond between her and them-if only mysterious circumstances would permit it. But the end of all was to induce some one to do something which would cause a publisher to give her good payment for indifferent writing, or an editor to be lenient when, upon the merits of the case, he should have been severe. Among all her literary friends, Mr. Broune was the one in whom she most trusted; and Mr. Broune was fond of handsome women. It may be as well to give a short record of a scene which had taken place between Lady Carbury and her friend about a month before the writing of this letter which has been produced. She had wanted him to take a series of papers for the "Morning Breakfast Table," and to have them paid for at r

im an excellent little speech. "Mr. Broune, how foolish, how wrong, how mistaken!

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les of my life;-so much suffered and so little deserved. No one knows them so well as you do. Think of my na

the kiss had not answered his expectation. Mr. Broune could not do this, and perhaps Lady Carbury did not quite expect it. "You know that for worlds I would not offe

ighbour, who has a private carriage, will escape. She would have preferred not to have been kissed;-but what did it matter? With Mr. Broune the affair was more serious. "Confound them all," he said to himself as he left the house; "no amount of experience e

mands on the other of employers who looked only to their profits, he had fallen into a routine of work in which it was very difficult to be scrupulous, and almost impossible to maintain the delicacies of a literary conscience. He was now a bald-headed old man of sixty, with a large family of daughters, one of whom was a widow dependent on him with two little children. He had five hundred a year for editing the "Literary Chronicle," which, through his energy, had become a valuable property. He wrote for magazine

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your "New Tale of a Tub" in the "Breakfast Table." Indeed, I am about it now, and am taking great pains with it. If there is anything you wish to have specially said as to your view of the Protestantism of the time, let me know. I should like you t

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cle." He would not probably say that the book was accurate, but he would be able to declare that it was delightful reading, that the feminine characteristics of the queens had been touched with a masterly hand, and that the work was one which would certainly make its way into all drawing-rooms. He was an adept at this sort of work, and knew well how to review such a book as Lady Carbury's "Criminal Queens," without bestowing much trouble on the reading. He could almost do it without cutting the book, so that its value for purposes of after sale might not be injured. And yet Mr. Booker was an honest man, and had set his face persistently against many literary malpractic

e metropolis, and to prophesy with wonderful accuracy what would be the sayings and doings of the twelve following hours. This was effected with an air of wonderful omniscience, and not unfrequently with an ignorance hardly surpassed by its arrogance. But the writing was clever. The facts, if not true, were well invented; the arguments, if not logical, were seductive. The presiding spirit of the paper had

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de or by the other. A newspaper that wishes to make its fortune should never waste its columns and weary its

much as a matter of course that it ceases to be objectionable. The caricaturist, who draws only caricatures, is held to be justifiable, let him take what liberties he may with a man's face and person. It is his trade, and his business calls upon him to vilify all that he touches. Bu

ad come up very thoroughly. He had been black-balled at three or four clubs, but had effected an entrance at two or three others, and had learned a manner of speaking of those which had rejected him calculated to leave on the minds of hearers a conviction that the societies in question were antiquated, imbecile, and moribund. He was never weary of implying that not to know Mr. Alf, not to be on good te

tness of which was always belied by the sharp severity of his eyes. He dressed with the utmost simplicity, but also with the utmost care. He was unmarried, had a small house of his own close to Berkeley Square at which he gave remarkable dinner parties, kept four or five hunters in Northam

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e autumn. But it was fully deserved. I have no patience with the pretensions of would-be poets who contrive by toadying and underground influences to get their volumes placed on every drawing-room

nd a class open in which lessons could be taken by such a poor tyro as myself. Much as I hate the thing from my very soul, and much as I admire the consistency with which the "Pulpit" has opposed it, I myself am so much in want of support for my own little efforts, and am struggling so hard honestly to make for myself a remunerative career, tha

nture to think that the book,-though I wrote it myself,-has an importance of its own which will secure for it some notice. That my inaccuracy will be laid bare and presumption scourged I do not in the least doubt, but I think your reviewer will be

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Contents

Chapter 1 THREE EDITORS. Chapter 2 THE CARBURY FAMILY. Chapter 3 THE BEARGARDEN. Chapter 4 MADAME MELMOTTE'S BALL. Chapter 5 AFTER THE BALL. Chapter 6 ROGER CARBURY AND PAUL MONTAGUE. Chapter 7 MENTOR. Chapter 8 LOVE-SICK. Chapter 9 THE GREAT RAILWAY TO VERA CRUZ. Chapter 10 MR. FISKER'S SUCCESS. Chapter 11 LADY CARBURY AT HOME.
Chapter 12 SIR FELIX IN HIS MOTHER'S HOUSE.
Chapter 13 THE LONGESTAFFES.
Chapter 14 CARBURY MANOR.
Chapter 15 YOU SHOULD REMEMBER THAT I AM HIS MOTHER.
Chapter 16 THE BISHOP AND THE PRIEST.
Chapter 17 MARIE MELMOTTE HEARS A LOVE TALE.
Chapter 18 RUBY RUGGLES HEARS A LOVE TALE.
Chapter 19 HETTA CARBURY HEARS A LOVE TALE.
Chapter 20 LADY POMONA'S DINNER PARTY.
Chapter 21 EVERYBODY GOES TO THEM.
Chapter 22 LORD NIDDERDALE'S MORALITY.
Chapter 23 YES;-I'M A BARONET.
Chapter 24 MILES GRENDALL'S TRIUMPH.
Chapter 25 IN GROSVENOR SQUARE.
Chapter 26 MRS. HURTLE.
Chapter 27 MRS. HURTLE GOES TO THE PLAY.
Chapter 28 DOLLY LONGESTAFFE GOES INTO THE CITY.
Chapter 29 MISS MELMOTTE'S COURAGE.
Chapter 30 MR. MELMOTTE'S PROMISE.
Chapter 31 MR. BROUNE HAS MADE UP HIS MIND.
Chapter 32 LADY MONOGRAM.
Chapter 33 JOHN CRUMB.
Chapter 34 RUBY RUGGLES OBEYS HER GRANDFATHER.
Chapter 35 MELMOTTE'S GLORY.
Chapter 36 MR. BROUNE'S PERILS.
Chapter 37 THE BOARD-ROOM.
Chapter 38 PAUL MONTAGUE'S TROUBLES.
Chapter 39 I DO LOVE HIM.
Chapter 40 UNANIMITY IS THE VERY SOUL OF THESE THINGS.
Chapter 41 ALL PREPARED.
Chapter 42 CAN YOU BE READY IN TEN MINUTES
Chapter 43 THE CITY ROAD.
Chapter 44 THE COMING ELECTION.
Chapter 45 MR. MELMOTTE IS PRESSED FOR TIME.
Chapter 46 ROGER CARBURY AND HIS TWO FRIENDS.
Chapter 47 MRS. HURTLE AT LOWESTOFT.
Chapter 48 RUBY A PRISONER.
Chapter 49 SIR FELIX MAKES HIMSELF READY.
Chapter 50 THE JOURNEY TO LIVERPOOL.
Chapter 51 WHICH SHALL IT BE
Chapter 52 THE RESULTS OF LOVE AND WINE.
Chapter 53 A DAY IN THE CITY.
Chapter 54 THE INDIA OFFICE.
Chapter 55 CLERICAL CHARITIES.
Chapter 56 FATHER BARHAM VISITS LONDON.
Chapter 57 LORD NIDDERDALE TRIES HIS HAND AGAIN.
Chapter 58 MR. SQUERCUM IS EMPLOYED.
Chapter 59 THE DINNER.
Chapter 60 MISS LONGESTAFFE'S LOVER.
Chapter 61 LADY MONOGRAM PREPARES FOR THE PARTY.
Chapter 62 THE PARTY.
Chapter 63 MR. MELMOTTE ON THE DAY OF THE ELECTION.
Chapter 64 THE ELECTION.
Chapter 65 MISS LONGESTAFFE WRITES HOME.
Chapter 66 SO SHALL BE MY ENMITY.
Chapter 67 SIR FELIX PROTECTS HIS SISTER.
Chapter 68 MISS MELMOTTE DECLARES HER PURPOSE.
Chapter 69 MELMOTTE IN PARLIAMENT.
Chapter 70 SIR FELIX MEDDLES WITH MANY MATTERS.
Chapter 71 JOHN CRUMB FALLS INTO TROUBLE.
Chapter 72 ASK HIMSELF.
Chapter 73 MARIE'S FORTUNE.
Chapter 74 MELMOTTE MAKES A FRIEND.
Chapter 75 IN BRUTON STREET.
Chapter 76 HETTA AND HER LOVER.
Chapter 77 ANOTHER SCENE IN BRUTON STREET.
Chapter 78 MISS LONGESTAFFE AGAIN AT CAVERSHAM.
Chapter 79 THE BREHGERT CORRESPONDENCE.
Chapter 80 RUBY PREPARES FOR SERVICE.
Chapter 81 MR. COHENLUPE LEAVES LONDON.
Chapter 82 MARIE'S PERSEVERANCE.
Chapter 83 MELMOTTE AGAIN AT THE HOUSE.
Chapter 84 PAUL MONTAGUE'S VINDICATION.
Chapter 85 BREAKFAST IN BERKELEY SQUARE.
Chapter 86 THE MEETING IN BRUTON STREET.
Chapter 87 DOWN AT CARBURY.
Chapter 88 THE INQUEST.
Chapter 89 THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE.
Chapter 90 HETTA'S SORROW.
Chapter 91 THE RIVALS.
Chapter 92 HAMILTON K. FISKER AGAIN.
Chapter 93 A TRUE LOVER.
Chapter 94 JOHN CRUMB'S VICTORY.
Chapter 95 THE LONGESTAFFE MARRIAGES.
Chapter 96 WHERE THE WILD ASSES QUENCH THEIR THIRST.
Chapter 97 MRS. HURTLE'S FATE.
Chapter 98 MARIE MELMOTTE'S FATE.
Chapter 99 LADY CARBURY AND MR. BROUNE.
Chapter 100 DOWN IN SUFFOLK.
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