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قراءة كتاب A Humble Enterprise
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A
HUMBLE ENTERPRISE
BY
ADA CAMBRIDGE
AUTHOR OF
"THE THREE MISS KINGS," "FIDELIS,"
"A LITTLE MINX," ETC.
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY ST. CLAIR SIMMONS
Second Edition
LONDON
WARD, LOCK, & BOWDEN, LIMITED
WARWICK HOUSE, SALISBURY SQUARE, E.C.
NEW YORK AND MELBOURNE
1896
[All rights reserved]

"Pinned the fragrant morsel to her throat."
A Humble Enterprise. Page 97.
CONTENTS.
CHAP. | PAGE | |
I. | THE GOVERNOR-GENERAL | 9 |
II. | HER FIRST FRIEND | 24 |
III. | AFLOAT | 33 |
IV. | THE HERO | 45 |
V. | HE MEETS THE HEROINE | 56 |
VI. | THE INEVITABLE ENSUES | 69 |
VII. | THERE ARE SUCH WOMEN IN THE WORLD | 82 |
VIII. | ANOTHER POINT OF VIEW | 92 |
IX. | THE POTENTIAL HUSBAND | 105 |
X. | AS THE WIND BLOWS | 115 |
XI. | NATURE SPEAKS | 125 |
XII. | TWO WISE MEN | 138 |
XIII. | TWO UNWISE WOMEN | 150 |
XIV. | A WEAK FATHER | 159 |
XV. | A STRAW AGAINST THE TIDE | 171 |
XVI. | A STAR IN TWILIGHT | 184 |
XVII. | "YOU NEED NOT EXPECT ME BACK" | 193 |
XVIII. | JENNY IS TREATED LIKE A LADY | 204 |
XIX. | WOMAN'S RIGHTS REFUSED | 216 |
XX. | SHE CARES NOT | 228 |
XXI. | THE BEST AVAILABLE | 236 |
A HUMBLE ENTERPRISE
CHAPTER I
THE GOVERNOR-GENERAL
Joseph Liddon was deaf, and one day, when he was having a holiday in the country, he crossed a curving railway line, and a train, sweeping round the corner when he was looking another way, swept him out of existence. On his shoulder he was carrying the infrequent and delightful gun—reminiscent of happy days in English coverts and stubble fields—and in his hand he held a dangling hare, about the cooking of which he was dreaming pleasantly, wondering whether his wife would have it jugged or baked. When they stopped the train and gathered him up, he was as dead as the hare, dissolved into mere formless tatters, and his women-folk were not allowed to see him afterwards. They came up from town to the inquest and funeral—wife and two daughters, escorted by a downy-lipped son—all dazed and bewildered in their suddenly transformed world; and a gun and a broken watch and a few studs, that had been carefully washed and polished, were the only "remains" on which they could expend the valedictory kiss and tear. Their last memory of him was full of the gay bustle of farewell at Spencer Street when he set forth upon his trip. It was such an event for him to have a holiday, and to go away by himself, that the whole family had to see him off. Even young Joe was on the platform to carry his father's bag, and buy him the evening papers, his train being the Sydney express, which did not leave till after office hours. When they knew how the holiday had ended, their bitter regrets for not having accompanied him further were greatly soothed by the knowledge that they had gone with him so far—had closed their life together with an act of love that had made him happy.
He had been born a gentleman in the technical sense, and had lived a true man in every sense. In spite of this—to a great extent, probably, because of it—he had not been very successful in the