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A Chance Acquaintance

Auhtor: William Dean Howells

Language: english
Published: 1873

Genres:

fiction and literature
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Review by Timothy B. Riley, June 2010


Rating: (*****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'A Chance Acquaintance':

William Dean Howells (March 1 1837 ? May 11 1920) was an American realist author and literary critic. He was known for the Christmas story Christmas Every Day and the novel The Rise of Silas Lapham.

Excerpts from the Book 'A Chance Acquaintance':


... one arm the plain, jolly woman who seemed to be his wife, and on the other, the amiable, handsome young girl who looked enough like him to be his sister, ...
... day. That afternoon they were in unusual force, having come on foot and by omnibus and calash and presently there passed down through their ranks a ...
... Mr. Arbuton to the ladies, and then thoughtfully made Mrs. Ellison walk up and down the deck with him for the exercise she would not take ashore, ...
... early in the frosty mornings had gathered upon his manner over night but it thawed under the greetings of the others, and he jumped actively out of the ...
... the long reaches of the grim river with its massive rock and dark evergreen, and seemed in the distance to forbid escape from those dreary waters, over ...
... brief half-day that he was to continue in these people's society. In the morning he would part from them forever, and in the mean time why should he ...
... of the garden, through clumps of lilac-bushes and among the spires of hollyhocks. The grounds were enclosed by high walls in part, and in part by the ...
... on her elbow. Where is Mr. Arbuton.. What has he to do with Donnacona, my dear.. Everything. You know he's stayed on our account, and I never ...
... and uncertain as the intimations which had produced it, and which, in words, had really amounted to nothing. But she felt more and more that in her ...
... a part of Mr. Arbuton's nature or education. He talks about the lower classes, and tradesmen, and the best people, and good families, as I supposed ...
... accuse you of anything. I'm sure you've a right to know everything about me. Only, I want you really to know.. Yes, dear, says the matron, with ...
... have hesitated but that evening she was so at rest about Mr. Arbuton, so sure she cared nothing for his liking or disliking anything she did, that she ...
... of throngs of seafaring faces of many nations, and, at the corner of St. Peter Street, a glimpse of the national flag thrown out from the American Consulate, ...
... who, as usual, had arranged the details of the excursion, and now announced them. It's one of the principal things here, and your Uncle Jack would never ...
... no colonel. Mrs. Ellison began by saying that it was perfectly abominable, and left herself, in a greater extremity, with nothing more forcible to ...
... upon which so great consequences hang in matters of the heart Who-to be honest for once, O vain and conceited men.-can deny that the cut, the color, ...
... rest are not mean enough ever to think about it, and once I wasn't, either. But that's the kind of life I'm used to and though I've read of other ...
... tranquillity blest the cool air in which the young girl bathed her troubled spirit. A faint anticipative homesickness mingled now with her nightlong ...
... her side as she came up to the inn, bent upon the young girl's face a stare of insolent curiosity, yet with a front of such impassive coldness that ...
... long before, and honestly living your own life out, without fear or trembling, whatever it is. So perhaps, said Kitty, with a fresh burst of tears, ...