Isabel Clarendon is a young woman who gets married and enjoys all the traits that life offers, but it doesn't lasts. Her husband gets ill and goes through three years of agony before he dies. Isabel, whose mother also died, then meets Bernard Kingcote, lonely and eccentric man who is left to make a way in the world without the bourgeois advantage of family money. Unaware of that they have already met very long time ago, the two become friends and their relationship slowly develops to something more. However, with Isabel's relived tragedy and Kingcote's eccentric ways, their relationship encounters troubles.

Reproduction of the original: Isabel Clarendon by George Gissing

Excerpt from Isabel Clarendon, Vol. 1 of 2 As regards picturesqueness, needless to say that the old road has enormously the advan tage. A pedestrian with time on his hands and walking for walking's sake, could not hesi tate between the hard white turnpike, running on into level distance between dusty hedge rows, and that charming glimpse of elm shadowed lane, grass creeping from the densely verdurous bank on either side to the deep moistened ruts, and, twenty yards away, a sudden turn round a fantastic oak, all beyond a delightful uncertainty. Such a pedestrian was Bernard Kingcote, a man neither too old nor too busy to be rambling aimlessly on this Midsummer Day; over his shoulders a small knapsack, with a waterproof strapped upon it. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Isabel Clarendon, Vol. 2 of 2 On the present morning, about the middle of January, no sight of dolorous traffic had disturbed his soul. When he raised his blind, the gas had merely reflected itself against the window-panes; outside was Stygian dark ness, vaguely lurid in one or two directions; the day was blinded with foul vapour. He shrugged hls shoulders, and went through the operation of dressing in a dispirited way. In his sitting-room things were a trifle better; with a blazing fire and drawn curtains, it was just possible to counterfeit the cheerful end of day. The odour of coffee and cutlets aided him in forgetfulness of external miseries. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Reproduction of the original: Isabel Clarendon by George Gissing