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Updated: June 12, 2025
'A romance extremely fascinating and admirably well knit. Saturday Review. New Edition. Crown 8vo. 3s. 6d. ESMÈ STUART. A WOMAN OF FORTY. By ESMÈ STUART, Author of 'Muriel's Marriage, 'Virginia's Husband, etc. New Edition. Crown 8vo. 3s. 6d. 'The story is well written, and some of the scenes show great dramatic power. Daily Chronicle. New Edition. Cr. 8vo. 3s. 6d.
Stop in bed, and let Muriel give her list to Miss Mitchell!" said Mavis. Whereupon Merle groaned, sat up, and began to pull on her stockings. "Guess I'll take the wind out of Muriel's sails!" she murmured. The list was beautifully wrapped up in a sheet of new tissue-paper, and Merle carried it proudly to school.
Your prejudice in favor of the man has, of course, been noticeable; you have even let him see it. Don't you realize what damaging conclusions one might draw from it?" "Damaging?" Muriel's eyes were fixed on her sister, though her face was hot. "As you have been thinking of all this for some time, perhaps you had better explain and get it over." Mrs. Colston leaned forward with a severe expression.
"I have written without Daisy's knowledge, as she seems to feel that she has forfeited the right to your friendship. Sincerely yours, Muriel's reply was despatched that evening, almost before she had fully read the appeal. "Starting to-morrow," was all she said. Lady Bassett considered the decision deplorably headlong, and said so; but her remonstrances were of no avail.
You may return to your place, Muriel, and I will trust to your school-fellows' honour to treat your confession with the consideration it deserves." Miss Harper did not appeal to the class in vain. Though several girls congratulated Patty privately, none mentioned the matter in Muriel's hearing, or made any alteration in their behaviour to her.
He seems too dazed and shaken to realize what he meant to do, but the thing was horrible." Gertrude sat silent for a few moments, her face drawn and colorless. Then she looked up. "I couldn't see what it would lead to. Do the others know what you have told me? Does Mr. Prescott?" She looked crushed and defenseless and Muriel's resentment softened. "No," she said. "Nobody knows, and Mr.
With the quiet thoughtfulness and good sense that characterized her unobtrusive conduct, Miss Dexter had prepared from Muriel's wardrobe an entire suit of mourning, which she prevailed upon Salome to accept and wear; and, on the morning of the funeral, the latter went down early into the draped and darkened parlor, where the coffin and its cold tenant awaited the last offices that dust can perform for dust.
The girl nodded an easy assent. "Yes, while your time last," she answered, laying a small bundle of palm-leaves at Muriel's back by way of a cushion. "For now you Korong. By and by, Korong pass to somebody else. This year, you Korong. So people worship you." But nothing that Muriel could say would induce the girl further to explain her meaning. She shook her head and looked very wise.
You must not, Phineas." He spoke almost angrily. I answered in a few quieting words. We were silent, until over the common we caught sight of the light in Muriel's window. Then I felt rather than heard the father's groan. "Oh, God! my only daughter my dearest child!" Yes, she was the dearest. I knew it.
For a while she crouched there in silence while she summoned her strength. Then, "Oh, Muriel," she suddenly said, and the words seemed to burst from her with a great sigh, "I wonder if you ever really loved Blake." "No, dear, I never did." Muriel's answer came quiet and sincere through the darkness. "Nor did he love me. Our engagement was a mistake.
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