The lovely young Lady Ingleby, recently widowed by the death of a husband who never understood her, meets a fine, clean young chap who is ignorant of her title and they fall deeply in love with each other. When he learns her real identity a situation of singular power is developed.
arms of the chair; then let his finger-tips meet very exactly. Instinctively he assumed the attitude in which he usually sat when bending his mind intently on a patient. Presently he turned and looked steadily at the little white heap curled up in the big armchair.
The room was very still.
"Peter!" said the doctor, suddenly.
Peter sat up at once, and peeped at the doctor, through his curls.
"Poor little Peter," said the doctor, kindly.
Peter moved to the edge of the chair; sat very upright, and looked eagerly across to where the doctor was sitting. Then he wagged his tail, tapping the chair with quick, anxious, little taps.
"The first wag I have seen in twenty-four hours," remarked Lady Ingleby; but neither Deryck Brand nor Shockheaded Peter heeded the remark.
The anxious eyes of the dog were gazing, with an agony of question, into the kind keen eyes of the man.
Without moving, the doctor spoke.
"Yes, little Peter," he said.
Excellent. Ms. Barclay develops her characters in such a full manner.
I love this book, it is one of my favorites. I've read it over many times and it has not lost it charm.
After being widowed Myra goes away under an assumed name for a rest-cure and there she meets Jim and they become engaged. When Myra reveals her true identity problems ensue because Jim caused the accident in which her husband was killed. 3-stars.