>>> YOU ARE VIEWING A 200 LINE SAMPLE OF EBOOK# E06406 <<< TITLE: WYLDER'S HAND AUTHOR: J. SHERIDAN LE FANU EBOOK: E06406 (O'Briens Book Cellar) LANGUAGE: ENGLISH WYLDER'S HAND A NOVEL by J. SHERIDAN LE FANU First published 1864 CONTENTS CHAP. I.--RELATING HOW I RODE THROUGH THE VILLAGE OF GYLINGDEN WITH MARK WYLDER'S LETTER IN MY VALISE II.--IN WHICH I ENTER THE DRAWING-ROOM III.--OUR DINNER-PARTY AT BRANDON IV.--IN WHICH WE GO TO THE DRAWING-ROOM AND THE PARTY BREAKS UP V.--IN WHICH MY SLUMBER IS DISTURBED VI.--IN WHICH DORCAS BRANDON SPEAKS VII.--RELATING HOW A LONDON GENTLEMAN APPEARED IN REDMAN'S DELL VIII.--IN WHICH CAPTAIN LAKE TAKES HIS HAT AND STICK IX.--I SEE THE RING OF THE PERSIAN MAGICIAN X.--THE ACE OF HEARTS XI.--IN WHICH LAKE UNDER THE TREES OF BRANDON, AND I IN MY CHAMBER, SMOKE OUR NOCTURNAL CIGARS XII.--IN WHICH UNCLE LORNE TROUBLES ME XIII.--THE PONY CARRIAGE XIV.--IN WHICH VARIOUS PERSONS GIVE THEIR OPINIONS OF CAPTAIN STANLEY LAKE XV.--DORCAS SHOWS HER JEWELS TO MISS LAKE XVI.--"JENNY PUT THE KETTLE ON" XVII.--RACHEL LAKE SEES WONDERFUL THINGS BY MOONLIGHT FROM HER WINDOW XVIII.--MARK WYLDER'S SLAVE XIX.--THE TARN IN THE PARK XX.--CAPTAIN LAKE TAKES AN EVENING STROLL ABOUT GYLINGDEN XXI.--IN WHICH CAPTAIN LAKE VISITS HIS SISTER'S SICK BED XXII.--IN WHICH CAPTAIN LAKE MEETS A FRIEND NEAR THE WHITE HOUSE XXIII.--HOW RACHEL SLEPT THAT NIGHT IN REDMAN'S FARM XXIV.--DORCAS BRANDON PAYS RACHEL A VISIT XXV.--CAPTAIN LAKE LOOKS IN AT NIGHTFALL XXVI.--CAPTAIN LAKE FOLLOWS TO LONDON XXVII.--LAWYER LARKIN'S MIND BEGINS TO WORK XXVIII.--MARK WYLDER'S SUBMISSION XXIX.--HOW MARK WYLDER'S DISAPPEARANCE AFFECTED HIS FRIENDS XXX.--IN BRANDON PARK XXXI.--IN REDMAN'S DELL XXXII.--MR. LARKIN AND THE VICAR XXXIII.--THE LADIES OF GYLINGDEN HEATH XXXIV.--SIR JULIUS HOCKLEY'S LETTER XXXV.--THE HUNT BALL XXXVI.--THE BALL ROOM XXXVII.--THE SUPPER-ROOM XXXVIII.--AFTER THE BALL XXXIX.--IN WHICH MISS RACHEL LAKE COMES TO BRANDON, AND DOCTOR BUDDLE CALLS AGAIN XL.--THE ATTORNEY'S ADVENTURES ON THE WAY HOME XLI.--IN WHICH SIR FRANCIS SEDDLEY MANIPULATES XLII.--A PARAGRAPH IN THE COUNTY PAPER XLIII.--AN EVIL EYE LOOKS ON THE VICAR XLIV.--IN WHICH OLD TAMAR LIFTS UP HER VOICE IN PROPHECY XLV.--DEEP AND SHALLOW XLVI.--DEBATE AND INTERRUPTION XLVII.--A THREATENING NOTICE XLVIII.--IN WHICH I GO TO BRANDON, AND SEE AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE IN THE TAPESTRY ROOM XLIX.--LARCOM, THE BUTLER, VISITS THE ATTORNEY L.--NEW LIGHTS LI.--A FRACAS IN THE LIBRARY LII.--AN OLD FRIEND LOOKS INTO THE GARDEN AT REDMAN'S FARM LIII.--THE VICAR'S COMPLICATIONS, WHICH LIVELY PEOPLE HAD BETTER NOT READ LIV.--BRANDON CHAPEL ON SUNDAY LV.--THE CAPTAIN AND THE ATTORNEY CONVERSE AMONG THE TOMBS LVI.--THE BRANDON CONSERVATORY LVII.--CONCERNING A NEW DANGER WHICH THREATENED CAPTAIN STANLEY LAKE LVIII.--MISS RACHEL LAKE BECOMES VIOLENT LIX.--AN ENEMY IN REDMAN'S DELL LX.--RACHEL LAKE BEFORE THE ACCUSER LXI.--IN WHICH DAME DUTTON IS VISITED LXII.--THE CAPTAIN EXPLAINS WHY MARK WYLDER ABSCONDED LXIII.--THE ACE OF HEARTS LXIV.--IN THE DUTCH ROOM LXV.--I REVISIT BRANDON HALL LXVI.--LADY MACBETH LXVII.--MR. LARKIN IS VIS-A-VIS WITH A CONCEALED COMPANION LXVIII.--THE COMPANION DISCLOSES HIMSELF LXIX.--OF A SPECTRE WHOM OLD TAMAR SAW LXX.--THE MEETING IN THE LONG POND ALLEY LXXI.--SIR HARRY BRACTON'S INVASION OF GYLINGDEN LXXII.--MARK WYLDER'S HAND LXXIII.--THE MASK FALLS LXXIV.--WE TAKE LEAVE OF OUR FRIENDS WYLDER'S HAND. CHAPTER I. RELATING HOW I DROVE THROUGH THE VILLAGE OF GYLINGDEN WITH MARK WYLDER'S LETTER IN MY VALISE. It was late in the autumn, and I was skimming along, through a rich English county, in a postchaise, among tall hedgerows gilded, like all the landscape, with the slanting beams of sunset. The road makes a long and easy descent into the little town of Gylingden, and down this we were going at an exhilarating pace, and the jingle of the vehicle sounded like sledge-bells in my ears, and its swaying and jerking were pleasant and life-like. I fancy I was in one of those moods which, under similar circumstances, I sometimes experience still--a semi-narcotic excitement, silent but delightful. An undulating landscape, with a homely farmstead here and there, and plenty of old English timber scattered grandly over it, extended mistily to my right; on the left the road is overtopped by masses of noble forest. The old park of Brandon lies there, more than four miles from end to end. These masses of solemn and discoloured verdure, the faint but splendid lights, and long filmy shadows, the slopes and hollows--my eyes wandered over them all with that strange sense of unreality, and that mingling of sweet and bitter fancy, with which we revisit a scene familiar in very remote and early childhood, and which has haunted a long interval of maturity and absence, like a romantic reverie. As I looked through the chaise-windows, every moment presented some <<< END OF SAMPLE... (THE FULL EBOOK HAS 989080 TOTAL CHARACTERS) >>>