Chapters (49)
- BIRDS OF PREY
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- Contents
- BOOK THE FIRST - FATAL FRIENDSHIP
- Chapter I - The House in Bloomsbury
- Chapter II - Philip Sheldon Reads the "Lancet"
- Chapter III - Mr. And Mrs. Halliday
- Chapter IV - A Perplexing Illness
- Chapter V - The Letter from the "Alliance" Office
- Chapter VI - Mr. Burkham's Uncertainties
- BOOK THE SECOND - THE TWO MACAIRES
- Chapter I - A Golden Temple
- Chapter II - The Easy Descent
- Chapter III - "Heart Bare, Heart Hungry, Very Poor"
- BOOK THE THIRD - HEAPING UP RICHES
- Chapter I - A Fortunate Marriage
- Chapter II - Charlotte
- Chapter III - George Sheldon's Prospects
- Chapter IV - Diana Finds a New Home
- Chapter V - At the Lawn
- Chapter VI - The Compact of Gray's Inn
- Chapter VII - Aunt Sarah
- Chapter VIII - Charlotte Prophesies Rain
- Chapter IX - Mr. Sheldon on the Watch
- BOOK THE FOURTH - VALENTINE HAWKEHURST'S RECORD
- Chapter I - The Oldest Inhabitant
- Chapter II - Matthew Haygarth's Resting-Place
- Chapter III - Mr. Goodge's Wisdom
- BOOK THE FIFTH - RELICS OF THE DEAD
- Chapter I - Betrayed by a Blotting-Pad
- Chapter II - Valentine Invokes the Phantoms of the Past
- Chapter III - Hunting the Judsons
- Chapter IV - Glimpses of a Bygone Life
- BOOK THE SIXTH - THE HEIRESS OF THE HAYGARTHS
- Chapter I - Disappointment
- Chapter II - Valentine's Record Continued
- Chapter III - Arcadia
- Chapter IV - In Paradise
- Chapter V - Too Fair to Last
- Chapter VI - Found in the Bible
- BOOK THE SEVENTH - CHARLOTTE'S ENGAGEMENT
- Chapter I - "In Your Patience Ye Are Strong"
- Chapter II - Mrs. Sheldon Accepts Her Destiny
- Chapter III - Mr. Hawkehurst and Mr. George Sheldon Come to an Understanding
- Chapter IV - Mr. Sheldon is Propitious
- Chapter V - Mr. Sheldon is Benevolent
- Chapter VI - Riding the High Horse
- Chapter VII - Mr. Sheldon is Prudent
- Chapter VIII - Christmas Peace
The sand which ran so swiftly in the glass which that bright young urchin Love had wrested from the hand of grim old Time ran with an almost equal swiftness in the hour-glasses of lodging-house keepers and tradespeople, and the necessities of every day demanded perpetual exertion on the part of Mr. Hawkehurst, let Charlotte's eyes be never so bright, and Charlotte's society never so dear. For Captain Paget and his protégé there was no such thing as rest; and the ingenious Captain took care that the greater part of the labour should be performed by Valentine, while the lion's share of the spoil was pounced upon by the ready paw of the noble Horatio. Just now he found his pupil unusually plastic, unusually careless of his own interests, and ready to serve his master with agreeable blindness. Since that awkward little affair at Forêtdechêne, that tiresome entanglement about a King of Spades which had put in an appearance at a moment when no such monarch was to be expected, Captain Paget had obtained the means of existence in a manner which was almost respectable, if not altogether honest; for it is not to be supposed that honesty and respectability are by any means synonymous terms. It was only by the exercise of superhuman address that the Captain had extricated himself from that perplexing predicament at the Belgian watering-place; and it may be that the unpleasant experiences of that particular evening were not without a salutary effect upon the adventurer's future plans.
"It was touch-and-go work, Val," he said to his companion; "and if I hadn't carried matters with a high hand, and sprung my position as an officer in the English service upon those French ruffians, I don't know where it would have ended."
"It might have come to a metallic ornamentation of the ankle, and some amiable 444, who has murdered his grandmother with a red-hot poker and extenuating circumstances, for your companion," murmured Valentine. "I wouldn't try it on with that supererogatory king again on this side of the Channel, if I were you."