ArmadalebyWilkie Collins

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Armadale

Part 1: Prologue

Part 2: Book the First

Part 3: Book the Second

Chapter 1: Lurking Mischief

Chapter 2: Allan as a Landed Gentleman

Chapter 3: The Claims of Society

Chapter 4: The March of Events

Chapter 5: Mother Oldershaw on her Guard

Chapter 6: Midwinter in Disguise

Chapter 7: The Plot Thickens

Chapter 8: The Norfolk Broads

Chapter 9: Fate or Chance?

Chapter 10: The House-Maid's Face

Chapter 11: Miss Gwilt Among the Quicksands

Chapter 12: The Clouding of the Sky

Chapter 13: Exit

Part 4: Book the Third

Chapter 1: Mrs. Milroy

Chapter 2: The Man is Found

Chapter 3: The Brink of Discovery

Chapter 4: Allan at Bay

Chapter 5: Pedgift's Remedy

Chapter 6: Pedgift's Postscript

Chapter 7: The Martyrdom of Miss Gwilt

Chapter 8: She Comes Between Them

Chapter 9: She Knows the Truth

Chapter 10: Miss Gwilt's Diary

Chapter 11: Love and Law

Chapter 12: A Scandal at the Station

Chapter 13: An Old Man's Heart

Chapter 14: Miss Gwilt's Diary

Chapter 15: The Wedding-Day

Part 5: Book the Fourth

Part 6: Book the Last

Chapter 1: At the Terminus

Chapter 2: In the House

Chapter 3: The Purple Flask

Part 7: Epilogue

Part 8: Appendix

Section 5: From Robert Stapleton to Allan Armadale, Esq.

"Bascombe Rectory, Thursday Morning.

"RESPECTED SIR--I see a letter in your writing, on the table along with the others, which I am sorry to say my master is not well enough to open. He is down with a sort of low fever. The doctor says it has been brought on with worry and anxiety which master was not strong enough to bear. This seems likely; for I was with him when he went to London last month, and what with his own business, and the business of looking after that person who afterward gave us the slip, he was worried and anxious all the time; and for the matter of that, so was I.

"My master was talking of you a day or two since. He seemed unwilling that you should know of his illness, unless he got worse. But I think you ought to know of it. At the same time he is not worse; perhaps a trifle better. The doctor says he must be kept very quiet, and not agitated on any account. So be pleased to take no notice of this--I mean in the way of coming to the rectory. I have the doctor's orders to say it is not needful, and it would only upset my master in the state he is in now.

"I will write again if you wish it. Please accept of my duty, and believe me to remain, sir, your humble servant,

"ROBERT STAPLETON.

"P. S.--The yacht has been rigged and repainted, waiting your orders. She looks beautiful."

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