Strathmore. Marie de Meranie. Life for Life. a Life's Ransom. the Patrician's Daughter. Anne Blake

Strathmore. Marie de Meranie. Life for Life. a Life's Ransom. the Patrician's Daughter. Anne Blake

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: ...Reves. I will not rashly peril Those honest, trusting hearts. As yet I know not Your plans, your strength, or your associates. Holme. You know King James a tyrant to his people, And your immediate ruin. Mz'les. What can bind you To him who has left you nothing but a name? Rez/es. My last possession! You'll forgive me, there-fore, If I'm jealous how I risk it. All rise. Miles. A.rz'de. What a look! They're well called the proud Revesdales. Holme. To the point: Should William of Nassau set foot in England, Shall he have aid from you? 1'eves. I'll answer that When I've your scheme and know my comrades. Dray. Ere We name them, sign this document. T aking;5archment from his breast It prays Prince William's presence here, to arbitrate Between the king and his wronged subjects. Reves. Perusing the pper. But Exacts no pledge to arm in the quarrel? Dray. None. Rer/es. Szgning z7. 'Tis signed. Returns it to DRAYTON. Dray. And here's the list of those who share our venture. Gi?/es it. Reves. Sir Dudley Ford, Lord Harwood, Langton, Orme. High names! Dray. Meet us an hour hence at my house, Where those in league assemble. Meantime learn We're bound by mutual peril. Your subscription Is treason, and incurs its sentencwdeath! Reves. For this you bade me sign, to force my silence By the base means of fear. I sought to know My comrades, and I know them. There's your path. Pointing to door. Dray. Not by that door, an't please you. We require The screen of the forest. For our late precaution, Remember danger brooks not ceremony. In an hour we shall expect you. Friends, to horse! DRAYTON, MILES, and HOLME go out by window. Reves. Who paces the room, suddenly stopping short. Pshaw, pshaw! more

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  • Paperback | 116 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 222g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236925858
  • 9781236925855