CONTENTS
[ ROLAND CASHEL ]
[ CHAPTER I. ] AN “UNLIMITED” MONARCHY
[ CHAPTER II. ] LADY KILGOFF AT BAY
[ CHAPTER III. ] A PARTIAL RECOVERY AND A RELAPSE
[ CHAPTER IV. ] MORE KENNYFECK INTRIGUING
[ CHAPTER V. ] LINTON'S MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE
[ CHAPTER VI. ] THE SEASON OF LINTON'S FLITTING
[ CHAPTER VII. ] FORGERY
[ CHAPTER VIII. ] ROLAND DISCOVERS THAT HE HAS OVERDRAWN
[ CHAPTER IX. ] THE BURNT LETTER—“GREAT EXPECTATIONS”
[ CHAPTER X. ] A STARTLING INTRUSION
[ CHAPTER XI. ] SCANDAL, AND GENERAL ILL-HUMOR
[ CHAPTER XII. ] SHYLOCK DEMANDS HIS BOND
[ CHAPTER XIII. ] CIGARS, ÉCARTÉ, AND HAZARD
[ CHAPTER XIV. ] MR. KENNYFECK AMONG THE BULLS
[ CHAPTER XV. ] POLITICAL ASPIRATIONS
[ CHAPTER XVI. ] A WET DAT—THE FALSE SIGNAL
[ CHAPTER XVII. ] THE SHADOW IN THE MIRROR
[ CHAPTER XVIII. ] THE OLD FRIENDS IN COUNCIL
[ CHAPTER XIX. ] A TÊTE-À-TÊTE INTERRUPTED
[ CHAPTER XX. ] LORD KILGOFF DETERMINES TO “MEET” ROLAND
[ CHAPTER XXI. ] THE SECOND SHOCK
[ CHAPTER XXII. ] LINTON INSTIGATES KEANE TO MURDER
[ CHAPTER XXIII. ] LINTON IS BAFFLED—HIS RAGE AT THE DISCOVERY
[ CHAPTER XXIV. ] GIOVANNI UNMASKED
[ CHAPTER XXV. ] TIERNAY INTIMIDATED——THE ABSTRACTED DEEDS
[ CHAPTER XXVI. ] AN UNDERSTANDING BETWEEN THE DUPE AND HIS VICTIM
[ CHAPTER XXVII. ] MURDER OF MR. KENNYFECK— CASHEL DETAINED ON SUSPICION
[ CHAPTER XXVIII. ] SCENE OF THE MURDER—THE CORONER'S VERDICT
[ CHAPTER XXIX. ] THE TRIAL—THE PROSECUTION
[ CHAPTER XXX. ] THE DEFENCE
[ CHAPTER XXXI. ] "NOT GUILTY”
[ CHAPTER XXXII. ] ON THE TRACK
[ CHAPTER XXXIII. ] LA NINETTA
[ CHAPTER XXXIV. ] THE FATE OF KEANE—HIS DEPOSITION
[ CHAPTER XXXV. ] THE “BANK OF ROUGE ET NOIR”
[ CHAPTER XXXVI. ] ARREST OF LINTON
[ CHAPTER XXXVII. ] ALL MYSTERY CEASES—MARRIAGE AND GENERAL JOY
ROLAND CASHEL.
CHAPTER I. AN “UNLIMITED” MONARCHY
And at last they find out, to their greatest surprise,
That't is easier far to be “merry than wise.”
Bell: Images.
“Here is Mr. Cashel; here he is!” exclaimed a number of voices, as Roland, with a heart full of indignant anger, ascended the terrace upon which the great drawing-room opened, and at every window of which stood groups of his gay company. Cashel looked up, and beheld the crowd of pleased faces wreathed into smiles of gracious welcome, and then he suddenly remembered that it was he who had invited all that brilliant assemblage; that, for him, all those winning graces were assumed; and that his gloomy thoughts, and gloomier looks, were but a sorry reception to offer them.
With a bold effort, then, to shake off the load that oppressed him, he approached one of the windows, where Mrs. Kennyfeck and her two daughters were standing, with a considerable sprinkling of young dragoons around them.