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Title: An Old Man's Love

Author: Anthony Trollope

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Language: English

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AN OLD MAN'S LOVE

by

ANTHONY TROLLOPE

In Two Volumes

William Blackwood and Sons
Edinburgh and London
MDCCCLXXXIV

NOTE.

This story, "An Old Man's Love," is the last
of my father's novels. As I have stated in the
preface to his Autobiography, "The Landleaguers"
was written after this book, but was never fully
completed.

HENRY M. TROLLOPE.

CONTENTS OF VOLUME I

I. MRS BAGGETT
II. MR WHITTLESTAFF
III. MARY LAWRIE
IV. MARY LAWRIE ACCEPTS MR WHITTLESTAFF
V. "I SUPPOSE IT WAS A DREAM"
VI. JOHN GORDON
VII. JOHN GORDON AND MR WHITTLESTAFF
VIII. JOHN GORDON AND MARY LAWRIE
IX. THE REV MONTAGU BLAKE
X. JOHN GORDON AGAIN GOES TO CROKER'S HALL
XI. MRS BAGGETT TRUSTS ONLY IN THE FUNDS
XII. MR BLAKE'S GOOD NEWS

CONTENTS OF VOLUME II

XIII. AT LITTLE ALRESFORD
XIV. MR WHITTLESTAFF IS GOING OUT TO DINNER
XV. MR WHITTLESTAFF GOES OUT TO DINNER
XVI. MRS BAGGETT'S PHILOSOPHY
XVII. MR WHITTLESTAFF MEDITATES A JOURNEY
XVIII. MR AND MRS TOOKEY
XIX. MR WHITTLESTAFF'S JOURNEY DISCUSSED
XX. MR WHITTLESTAFF TAKES HIS JOURNEY
XXI. THE GREEN PARK
XXII. JOHN GORDON WRITES A LETTER
XXIII. AGAIN AT CROKER'S HALL
XXIV. CONCLUSION

VOLUME I.

CHAPTER I.

MRS BAGGETT.

Mr William Whittlestaff was strolling very slowly up and down the
long walk at his country seat in Hampshire, thinking of the contents
of a letter which he held crushed up within his trousers' pocket. He
always breakfasted exactly at nine, and the letters were supposed to
be brought to him at a quarter past. The postman was really due at
his hall-door a