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THOMAS WINGFOLD, CURATE.

By George MacDonald, LL.D.

IN THREE VOLUMES.


VOLUME I.




THOMAS WINGFOLD, CURATE.



CHAPTER I.

HELEN LINGARD.





A swift, gray November wind had taken every chimney of the house for
an organ-pipe, and was roaring in them all at once, quelling the more
distant and varied noises of the woods, which moaned and surged like a
sea. Helen Lingard had not been out all day. The morning, indeed, had
been fine, but she had been writing a long letter to her brother Leopold
at Cambridge, and had put off her walk in the neighbouring park till
after luncheon, and in the meantime the wind had risen, and brought with
it a haze that threatened rain. She was in admirable health, had never
had a day's illness in her life