Ernest Maltravers — Complete

BOOK I.

“Youth pastures in a valley of its own: The glare of noon--the rains and winds of heaven Mar not the calm yet virgin of all care. But ever with sweet joys it buildeth up The airy halls of life.” SOPH. _Trachim_. 144-147.

CHAPTER I.

“My meaning in’t, I protest, was very honest in the behalf of the maid * * * * yet, who would have suspected an ambush where I w...