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Title: Sylvia's Lovers, Vol. III

Author: Elizabeth Gaskell

Posting Date: August 11, 2009 [EBook #4536]
Release Date: October, 2003
First Posted: February 4, 2002

Language: English

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[Editor's Note:--The chapter numbering for volume 2 & 3 was changed
from the original in order to have unique chapter numbers for the
complete version, so volume 2 starts with chapter XV and volume 3
starts with chapter XXX.]

SYLVIA'S LOVERS.

BY

ELIZABETH GASKELL

Oh for thy voice to soothe and bless!
What hope of answer, or redress?
Behind the veil! Behind the veil!--Tennyson

IN THREE VOLUMES.

VOL. III.

LONDON:

M.DCCC.LXIII.

CONTENTS

XXX HAPPY DAYS
XXXI EVIL OMENS
XXXII RESCUED FROM THE WAVES
XXXIII AN APPARITION
XXXIV A RECKLESS RECRUIT
XXXV THINGS UNUTTERABLE
XXXVI MYSTERIOUS TIDINGS
XXXVII BEREAVEMENT
XXXVIII THE RECOGNITION
XXXIX CONFIDENCES
XL AN UNEXPECTED MESSENGER
XLI THE BEDESMAN OF ST SEPULCHRE
XLII A FABLE AT FAULT
XLIII THE UNKNOWN
XLIV FIRST WORDS
XLV SAVED AND LOST

CHAPTER XXX

HAPPY DAYS

And now Philip seemed as prosperous as his heart could desire. The
business flourished, and money beyond his moderate wants came in. As
for himself he required very little; but he had always looked
forward to placing his idol in a befitting shrine; and means for
this were now furnished to him. The dress, the comforts, the
position he had desired for Sylvia were all hers. She did not need
to do a stroke of household work if she preferred to 'sit in her
parlour and sew up a seam'. Indeed Phoebe resented any interference
in the domestic labour, which she had performed so long, that she
looked upon the kitchen as a private empire of her own. 'Mrs
Hepburn' (as Sylvia was now termed) had a good dark silk gown-piece
in her drawers, as well as the poor dove-coloured, against the day
whe