Flops’s Gymnasium belonged to Shoreditch; the entrance was from Kingsland Road, where a passage led to the club, members of which were gentlemen interested in sport generally, and the racing of horses in particular. Flops’s nights occurred twice a month, and a good many patrons went into them for nothing, in spite of the announcement…

Chapter 20 A bright morning, and everybody and everything in South London singing cheerfully. Elderly birds in cages, cocking one eye and looking up at the sky, on being hung outside windows straightway began an air of which they had nearly forgotten the tune; the people hurrying along the pavements hummed or whistled; shopkeepers chatted…

Chapter 7 Mord Em’ly’s mother justified her daughter’s confidence. The interview took place in the presence of Mrs. Wingham, and the two excellent ladies talked to each other, and at Mord Em’ly. It seemed to Mord Em’ly that her mother’s face was thinner. “As I say, ma’am,” remarked Mord Em’ly’s mother, “I only hope she’s…

Chapter XIX Setting an Example It was very quiet in the senior alcove of the library. Lydia cool and serene in immaculate white duck sat back in her chair, her Hegel held well up at the proper distance and angle. Ruth was studying with her elbows on the long table of polished oak, her hands…