Fiction · 1861
The Cloister and the Hearth
Gerard, a gifted young illuminator in fifteenth-century Holland, falls in love with Margaret and is separated from her by his own family's ambitions for him — a separation that sends him wandering across Europe through war, plague, robbery, and the printing press's earliest days, in a story built, unknown to its hero, around the real parents of Erasmus of Rotterdam.
Charles Reade published The Cloister and the Hearth in 1861 after years spent researching medieval European life in unusual depth for a Victorian novelist — its dense, closely observed detail of the period's manners, trades, and travel was widely admired even by critics who found the rest of Reade's prolific output uneven, and it remains the novel on which his reputation chiefly rests.
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Contents
- Author’s Preface
- Chapter I
- Chapter II — “The soup is hot,” said Gerard
- Chapter III
- Chapter IV
- Chapter V
- Chapter VI
- Chapter VII
- Chapter VIII
- Chapter IX
- Chapter X
- Chapter XI
- Chapter XII
- Chapter XIII
- Chapter XIV
- Chapter XV
- Chapter XVI
- Chapter XVII
- Chapter XVIII
- Chapter XIX
- Chapter XX
- Chapter XXI
- Chapter XXII
- Chapter XXIII
- Chapter XXIV
- Chapter XXV
- Chapter XXVI
- Chapter XXVII
- Chapter XXVIII
- Chapter XXIX
- Chapter XXX
- Chapter XXXI
- Chapter XXXII
- Chapter XXXIII — They met the landlord in the passage
- Chapter XXXIV — “Where be the true men?”
- Chapter XXXV
- Chapter XXXVI — “In prison, sir; good lack, for what misdeed?”
- Chapter XXXVII
- Chapter XXXVIII
- Chapter XXXIX
- Chapter XL
- Chapter XLI
- Chapter XLII
- Chapter XLIII
- Chapter XLIV
- Chapter XLV
- Chapter XLVI
- Chapter XLVII
- Chapter XLVIII
- Chapter XLIX
- Chapter L
- Chapter LI
- Chapter LI
- Chapter LIII
- Chapter LIV
- Chapter LV
- Chapter LVI
- Chapter LVII
- Chapter LVIII
- Chapter LIX
- Chapter LX
- Chapter LXI
- Chapter XLII — Gerard returned to consciousness and to despair
- Chapter LXIII — A dark cloud fell on a noble mind
- Chapter LXIV
- Chapter LXV
- Chapter LXVI
- Chapter LXVII
- Chapter LXVIII
- Chapter LXIX
- Chapter LXX
- Chapter LXXI
- Chapter LXXII — The Cloister
- Chapter LXXIII — The Hearth
- Chapter LXXIV — The Cloister
- Chapter LXXV
- Chapter LXXVI — The Hearth
- Chapter LXXVII
- Chapter LXXVIII — Some blackguard or other, I think it was Sybrandt, said, “A lie is not like a blow with a curtal axe.”
- Chapter LXXIX
- Chapter LXXX — The Cloister
- Chapter LXXXI — The Hearth
- Chapter LXXXII — “Mistress, they all say he is dead.”
- Chapter LXXXIII — The Hearth
- Chapter LXXXIV — The Hearth
- Chapter LXXXV — The Cloister and the Hearth
- Chapter LXXXVI — The Cloister and the Hearth
- Chapter LXXXVII
- Chapter LXXXVIII
- Chapter LXXXIX
- Chapter XC
- Chapter XCI
- Chapter XCII
- Chapter XCIII
- Chapter XCIV
- Chapter XCV
- Chapter XCVI
- Chapter XCVII
- Chapter XCVIII
- Chapter XCIX
- Chapter C
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About the author
1814–1884 · Victorian
Charles Reade (1814–1884) was born in Ipsden, Oxfordshire, and held a fellowship at Magdalen College, Oxford for most of his life even while writing prolifically for the stage and, from the 1850s, fiction. His novels combined stage melodrama with an unusually thorough documentary research method, most famously in The Cloister and the Hearth (1861), a historical novel following the father of Erasmus through fifteenth-century Europe, built from years spent researching medieval life and manners; he also wrote social-protest novels attacking abuses in Victorian prisons and asylums. He died in London at seventy.
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