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Elizabeth Gaskell

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Mr. Harrison’s Confessions (1851) is a long story written by Elizabeth Gaskell about a doctor in provincial England. It is notable for being a prequel to her novel Cranford. The protagonist is Charles, a bachelor who wants to win his profound shyness towards women. With the help of his doctor , he will go to Duncombe, a rural town, to woo a woman, but here Charles'll find a claustrophobic atmosphere caused by intrigues and women of middle age ...

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Mr. Harrison's Confessions

by

Elizabeth Gaskell

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Chapter: 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 1

The fire was burning gaily. My wife had just gone upstairs to put baby to bed. Charles sat opposite to me, looking very brown and handsome. It was pleasant enough that we should feel sure of spending some weeks under the same roof, a thing which we had never done since we were mere boys. I felt too lazy to talk, so I ate walnuts and looked into the fire. But Charles grew restless.

‘Now that your wife is gone upstairs, Will, you must tell me what I’ve wanted to ask you ever since I saw her this morning. Tell me all about the wooing and winning. I want to have the receipt for getting such a charming little wife of my own. Your letters gave the barest details. So set to, man, and tell me every particular.’