The Adventures of Harry Richmond

We gathered from the subsequent testimony of men and women of the household who had collected their wits, that my father must have remained in the doomed old house to look to the safety of my aunt Dorothy. He was never seen again.

Adventure plot ends as father's vanishing into fire for Dorothy — romance origin erased, not crowned — so plot scores 91.

I felt myself fast becoming bound in every limb, every branch of my soul. Ottilia met me smiling. She moved free as air. She could pursue her studies, and argue and discuss and quote, keep unclouded eyes, and laugh and play.

Bound Harry vs free Ottilia — cast contrast as prophecy of fortune/misfortune — so cast scores 92.

An entire revulsion in my feelings and my way of thinking was caused by this sudden change of prospect. A member of our Parliament, I could then write to Ottilia, and tell her that I had not wasted time.

Sudden Parliamentary prospect as letter-fuel — late acceleration after German stall — so pace scores 87.

The wind was high that morning. The rain came in gray rings, through which we worked on the fretted surface of crumbling seas, heaving up and plunging, without an outlook.

Gray-ring rain on crumbling seas — lyric weather before fire verdict — so prose scores 93.

Bowls of hot coffee and milk, with white rolls of bread to dip in them, refreshed us at a forest inn. For some minutes after the meal Temple and I talked like interchangeing puffs of steam, but soon subsided to our staring fit.

Forest inn coffee before beautiful-lady accost — German road world as boy adventure sensory map — so world scores 90.

One midnight of a winter month the sleepers in Riversley Grange were awakened by a ringing of the outer bell and blows upon the great hall-doors. Squire Beltham was master there: the other members of the household were, his daughter Dorothy Beltham; a married daughter Mrs. Richmond; Benjamin Sewis, an old half-caste butler; various domestic servants; and a little boy, christened Harry Lepel Richmond, the squire's grandson.

Midnight blows and household census ending on Harry — custody adventure hooked before road begins — so hook scores 94.

In my perplexity, I thought of the Professor's saying: 'A most fortunate or a most unfortunate young man.' These words began to strike me as having a prophetic depth that I had not fathomed.

Adventure framed as binary prophecy — picaresque as fate-problem, not mere episode string — so innov scores 92.

Janet would not quit her place. She sent her carriage-horses to Bulsted, and sat in the carriage to see the last of burning Riversley. Each time that I came to her she folded her arms on my neck and kissed me silently.

Silent kisses while house burns and father vanishes — ending as vigil, not inheritance speech — so ending scores 94.