John Caldigate

John Caldigate

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Title: John Caldigate
Author: Anthony Trollope
Release Date: March 19, 2004 [eBook #11643] Most recently updated: October 1, 2004
Language: English
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JOHN CALDIGATE
By
ANTHONY TROLLOPE

Contents
I. Folking II. Puritan Grange III. Daniel Caldigate IV. The Shands V. The Goldfinder VI. Mrs. Smith VII. The Three Attempts VIII. Reaching Melbourne IX. Nobble X. Polyeuka Hall XI. Ahalala XII. Mademoiselle Cettini XIII. Coming Back XIV. Again at Home XV. Again at Pollington XVI. Again at Babington XVII. Again at Puritan Grange XVIII. Robert Bolton XIX. Men are so wicked XX. Hester's Courage XXI. The Wedding XXII. As to touching Pitch XXIII. The New Heir XXIV. News from the Gold Mines XXV. The Baby's Sponsors XXVI. A Stranger in Cambridge XXVII. The Christening XXVIII. Tom Crinkett at Folking XXIX. 'Just by telling me that I am' XXX. The Conclave at Puritan Grange XXXI. Hester is Lured Back XXXII. The Babington Wedding XXXIII. Persuasion XXXIV. Violence XXXV. In Prison XXXVI. The Escape XXXVII. Again at Folking XXXVIII. Bollum XXXIX. Restitution XL. Waiting for the Trial XLI. The First Day XLII. The Second Day XLIII. The Last Day XLIV. After the Verdict XLV. The Boltons are much Troubled XLVI. Burning Words XLVII. Curlydown and Bagwax XLVIII. Sir John Jorum's Chambers XLIX. All the Shands L. Again at Sir John's Chambers LI. Dick Shand goes to Cambridgeshire LII. The Fortunes of Bagwax LIII. Sir John backs his Opinion LIV. Judge Bramber LV. How the Conspirators Throve. LVI. The Boltons are very Firm LVII. Squire Caldigate at the Home Office LVIII. Mr. Smirkie is Ill-used LIX. How the Big-Wigs doubted LX. How Mrs. Bolton was nearly conquered LXI. The News reaches Cambridge LXII. John Caldigate's Return LXIII. How Mrs. Bolton was quite conquered LXIV. Conclusion

Chapter I
Folking

Perhaps it was more the fault of Daniel Caldigate the father than of his son John Caldigate, that they two could not live together in comfort in the days of the young man's early youth. And yet it would have been much for both of them that such comfortable association should have been possible to them. Wherever the fault lay, or the chief fault--for probably there was some on both sides--the misfortune was so great as to bring crushing troubles upon each of them.
There were but the two of which to make a household. When John was fifteen, and had been about a year at Harrow, he lost his mother and his two little sisters almost at a blow. The two girls went first, and the poor mother, who had kept herself alive to see them die, followed them almost instantly. Then Daniel Caldigate had been alone.
And he was a man who knew how to live alone,--a just, hard, unsympathetic man,--of whom his neighbours said, with something of implied reproach, that he bore up strangely when he lost his wife and girls. This they said, because he was to be seen riding about the country, and because he was to be heard talking to the farmers and labourers as though nothing special had happened to him. It was rumoured of him, too, that he was as constant with his books as before; and he had been a man always constant with his books; and also that he had never been seen to shed a tear, or been heard to speak of those who had been taken from him.
He was, in truth, a stout, self-constraining man, silent unless when he had something to say. Then he could become loud enough, or perhaps it might be said, eloquent. To his wife he had been inwardly affectionate, but outwardly almost stern. To his daughters he had been the same,--always anxious for every good thing on their behalf, but never able to make the children conscious of this anxiety. When they were taken from him, he suffered in silence, as such men do suffer; and he suffered the more because he knew well how little of gentleness there had been in his manners with them.
But he had hoped, as he sat alone in his desolate house, that it would be different with him and his only son,--with his son who was now the only thing left to him. But the son was a boy, and he had to look forward to what years might bring him rather than to present happiness from that source. When the boy came home for his holidays, the father would sometimes walk