Anthony Trollope / Author
An Unprotected Female at the Pyramids
Now Mrs. Damer was soft-hearted, and also somewhat old-fashioned. She did not conceive any violent affection for Miss Dawkins, but she told her daughter that "the single lady by herself was a very...
The Parson's Daughter of Oxney Colne
But our present story will have more to do with his daughter than with him. A pretty girl, I have said, was Patience Woolsworthy; and one, too, in many ways remarkable. She had taken her outlook...
Aaron Trow
And then a day came in which an attempt was made by a large body of convicts, under his leadership, to get the better of the officers of the prison. It is hardly necessary to say that the attempt...
The O'Conors of Castle Conor
We had an excellent run, in which I may make bold to say that I did not acquit myself badly. I stuck very close to the hounds, as did the whole of the O'Conor brood; and when the fellow contrived to...
Barchester Towers
It is the second in the series of novels known as the Chronicles of Barsetshire.
The American Senator
With Arabella Trefoil, Trollope created one of his most formidable and tragic characters. Tall, blonde, beautiful, stately, Arabella is thirty and has been on the marital market for nearly ten...
La Mere Bauche
And thus she walked her path through the world, a stern, hard, solemn old woman, not without gusts of passionate explosion; but honest withal, and not without some inward benevolence and true...
The Warden
It refers to the quiet life of an English clergyman which is disturbed by rumors about the source of his income.
The Way We Live Now
An unscrupulous Victorian lady exploits all available means to further the financial and social aspirations of her knavish son who plans to marry the daughter of a wealthy swindler.
The Mistletoe Bough
A collection of stories from the prolific English writer of novels dealing with Victorian life. Contents: The Mistletoe Bough; A Ride Across Palestine; The Courtship of Susan Bell; The Parson's...
Mrs. General Talboys
It is the air which we breathe that fills our lungs and gives us life and light. It is that which refreshes us if pure, or sinks us into stagnation if it be foul. Let me for awhile inhale the breath...
The Chateau of Prince Polignac
But few towns, merely as towns, can be better worth visiting. In the first place, the volcanic formation of the ground on which it stands is not only singular in the extreme, so as to be interesting...
Returning Home
In the first month of her hurry and flurry Mrs. Arkwright was a happy woman. She would see her mother again and her sisters. It was now four years since she had left them on the quay at Southampton...
The Relics of General Chasse
At last I entered the bedchamber of the general, and there I overtook my friend. He was inspecting, with much attention, an article of the great man's wardrobe which he held in his hand. It was...
The Man Who Kept His Money In A Box
As I was not myself possessed of anything of that sort, and had no intention of going to any foreign court, I could not argue the matter with her. But I assisted her in getting together an enormous...