Excerpts from the Book 'The House Of Arden':

... washerwoman.). No it's not the taxes, darling, said Aunt Edith on the contrary.. I don't know what the contrary (or opposite) of taxes is, any ...
... her with the air of a conspirator. It needed an effort to obey his signal, but she did it. He closed the French window, drew down the blind ...
... boxes, and in their hearts a world of joyous anticipations. Mrs. Honeysett received them with a pretty, old-fashioned curtsey, which melted into ...
... to seem like a game. Let's call each other Lord and Lady Arden all the time, and pretend that we're no relation, said Elfrida. And really that helped ...
... said they were Frenchies in their white coats. And the birching you got, for cruelty to dumb animals, his lordship said. You howled for an hour together ...
... rumours that began to run about like rats in every house in the village, stirred the people to the wildest activity. Lord Arden was so busy giving ...
... walls was all uneven because the grass had not been laid there by careful gardeners, with spirit-levels and rollers, who wanted to make a lawn, but ...
... out slowly and grudgingly, and the hand that reached for them through the dusk was very white, Cousin Bet said afterwards. Elfrida, held by the ...
... in a fresh step. The boards were soft to tread on, as though they had been carpeted with velvet, and so were the stairs. For there were stairs, sure ...
... door well back so that the light fell full on it she saw that the name was E. Talbot. So then she knew that all she had seen in that room before ...
... led to colonnades with strong little pillars and narrow windows, wonderful little unexpected chambers and corners-the best place in the whole wide world ...
... those in the conspiracy had been given up, and King James was saved, and the Parliaments-but the Catholic gentlemen whom he had deceived, and who had ...
... all right, said Edred. What is thy plot. Dick asked and he did not laugh, though he might well have wanted to. You see, Edred looked so very small ...
... As Elfrida jumped she saw the snowflakes gather and thicken into a cloud beneath her. The cloud was not the sort that lets you through, either. ...
... up the holes very tight with crushed newspaper, to get which he had to unbolt the door. MRS. HONEYSETT WAS SITTING IN A LITTLE LOW CHAIR AT THE ...
... and so cease to call on it at all hours of the day and night with the sort of poetry which even a mole must see not to be so very good. However ...
... of the treasure, and then say, Behold the treasure of our home. Now we can rebuild the castle and mend the broken thatch on the cottages, and I ...
... whose long mane fluttered in the breeze like a tattered banner. The lady had a fine face-proud and smiling-and as her brave eyes met the King's ...
... more than that. I'm sick to death of it, so I am.. Oh, don't be cross, said Elfrida. I bain't, said the Mouldiwarp, not under my fur. It's this ...
... alone with Uncle Jim and the father of Elfrida on a beautiful terrace shaded by trees, and set all along its edge with wonderful trailing flowers ...