How It All Came Round

How It All Came Round

L. T. Meade

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How It All Came Round Chapter 1 THE RICH CHARLOTTE.

The room had three occupants, two were men, the third a woman. The men were middle-aged and gray-haired, the woman on the contrary was in the prime of youth; she was finely made, and well proportioned. Her face was perhaps rather too pale, but the eyes and brow were noble, and the sensitive mouth showed indications of heart as well as intellect.

The girl, or rather young woman, for she was past five and twenty, sat by the fire, a book on her knee. The two men had drawn chairs close to a table. The elder of these men bore such an unmistakable likeness to the girl, that even the most casual observer must have guessed the relationship which existed between them. He was a handsome man, handsomer even than his daughter, but the same individualities marked both faces. While, however, in the woman all was a profound serenity and calm, the man had some anxious lines round the mouth, and some expression, now coming, now going, in the fine gray eyes, which betokened a long-felt anxiety.

The other and younger man was shrewd-looking and commonplace; but a very close observer of human nature might have said, "He may be commonplace, but do not feel too certain; he simply possesses one of those faces which express nothing, from which not the cleverest detective in Scotland Yard could extract any secret."

He was a man with plenty to say, and much humor, and at the moment this story opens he was laughing merrily and in a heart-whole way, and his older and graver companion listened with evident enjoyment.

The room in which the three sat bore evidence of wealth. It was a library, and handsome books lay on the tables, and rare old folios could have been found by those who cared to look within the carefully locked bookcases. Some manuscripts were scattered about, and by the girl's side, on a small table, lay several carefully revised proofs, and even now she was bending earnestly over a book of reference.

"Well, Jasper," said the elder man, when the younger paused for an instant in his eager flow of words, "we have talked long enough about that fine land you have just come from, for even Australian adventures can keep-I am interested in something nearer home. What do you say to Charlotte there? She was but a baby when you saw her last."

"She was five years old," replied Jasper. "A saucy little imp, bless you! just the kind that would be sure to grow into a fine woman. But to tell the truth I don't much care to look at her, for she makes me feel uncommonly old and shaky."

"You gave me twenty years to grow into a woman, uncle," answered the pleasant voice of Charlotte Harman. "I could not choose but make good use of the time."

"So you have, lass-so you have; I have been growing old and you have been growing beautiful; such is life; but never mind, your turn will come."

"But not for a long, long time, Lottie my pet," interrupted the father. "You need not mind your uncle Jasper. These little speeches were always his way. And I'll tell you something else, Jasper; that girl of mine has a head worth owning on her shoulders, a head she knows how to use. You will not believe me when I say that she writes in this magazine and this, and she is getting a book ready for the press; ay, and there's another thing. Shall I tell it, Charlotte?"

"Yes, father; it is no secret," replied Charlotte.

"It is this, brother Jasper; you have come home in time for a wedding. My girl is going to leave me. I shall miss her, for she is womanly in the best sense of the word, and she is my only one; but there is a comfort-the man she is to marry is worthy of her."

"And there is another comfort, father," said Charlotte; "that though I hope to be married, yet I never mean to leave you. You know that well, I have often told you so," and here this grave young girl came over and kissed her father's forehead.

He smiled back at her, all the care leaving his eyes as he did so. Uncle Jasper had sprung impatiently to his feet.

"As to the lass being married," he said, "that's nothing; all women marry, or if they don't they ought to. But what was that you said, John, about writing, writing in a printed book? You were joking surely, man?"

"No, I was not," answered the father. "Go and show your uncle Jasper that last article of yours, Charlotte."

"Oh, heaven preserve us! no," said uncle Jasper, backing a pace or two. "I'm willing with all my heart to believe it, if you swear it, but not the article. Don't for heaven's sake, confront me with the article."

"There's nothing uncommon in my writing for magazines, Uncle Jasper; a great many girls do write now. I have three friends myself who--"

Uncle Jasper's red face had grown positively pathetic in its agitation. "What a place England must have become!" he interrupted with a groan. "Well, lass, I'll believe you, but I have one request to make. Tell me what you like about your wedding; go into all the raptures you care for over your wedding dress, and even over the lucky individual for whom you will wear it; tell me twenty times a day that he's perfection, that you and you alone have found the eighth wonder of the world, but for the love of heaven leave out about the books! The other will be hard to bear, but I'll endeavor to swallow it-but the books, oh! heaven preserve us-leave out about the printed books. Don't mention the unlucky magazines for which you write. Don't breathe to me the thoughts with which you fill them. Oh, if there's an awful creature under the sun 'tis a blue-stocking, and to think I should have come back from England to find such a horror in the person of my own niece!"

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Chapter 1 THE RICH CHARLOTTE.

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Chapter 2 THE POOR CHARLOTTE.

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Chapter 3 THE STORY.

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Chapter 4 TWO WAYS OF LOOKING AT IT.

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Chapter 5 LOVE IN A DIAMOND.

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Chapter 6 IN PRINCE'S GATE.

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Chapter 7 IT INTERESTS HER.

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Chapter 8 THE WOMAN BY THE HEARTH.

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Chapter 9 CHARLOTTE CANNOT BEAR THE DARK.

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Chapter 10 JOHN AND JASPER HARMAN.

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Chapter 11 A PET DAY.

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Chapter 12 FOUR MONTHS HENCE.

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Chapter 13 HIS FIRST BRIEF.

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Chapter 14 LODGINGS IN KENTISH TOWN.

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Chapter 15 MR. HARMAN'S CONFIDENCE.

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Chapter 16 VENGEANCE IS MINE.

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Chapter 17 HAPPINESS NOT JUSTICE.

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Chapter 18 SUGAR AND SPICE AND ALL THAT'S NICE.

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Chapter 19 THE PRETTY LADY.

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Chapter 20 TWO CHARLOTTES.

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Chapter 21 A FRIEND IN NEED.

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Chapter 22 EMPTY PURSES.

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Chapter 23 THY WILL BE DONE.

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Chapter 24 YOU KEPT A SECRET FROM ME.

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Chapter 25 THEY RECALL TOO MUCH.

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Chapter 26 HAD HE SEEN A GHOST

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Chapter 27 THE CHILDREN'S GREAT-UNCLE.

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Chapter 28 CUT OFF WITH A SHILLING.

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Chapter 29 SOMETHING BETTER FOR THE CHILDREN THAN MONEY.

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Chapter 30 SHE COULD NOT POSTPONE HER ENGAGEMENT.

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Chapter 31 WHERE HAD THE MONEY CARES VANISHED TO

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Chapter 32 JASPER'S TERROR.

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Chapter 33 THE READING OF THE WILL.

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Chapter 34 TRUSTEES.

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Chapter 35 DAN'S WIFE.

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Chapter 36 AN OLD WEDDING-RING.

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Chapter 37 THREE FACTS.

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Chapter 38 THE DOCTOR'S VERDICT.

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Chapter 39 PUZZLED.

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Chapter 40 CHARLOTTE'S PLEA.

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