Название: Wyllard's Weird (Mystery Classics Series)
Автор: Mary Elizabeth Braddon
Издательство: Bookwire
Жанр: Языкознание
isbn: 4057664560087
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Mary Elizabeth Braddon
Wyllard's Weird
(Mystery Classics Series)
Murder Mystery Novel
Published by
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- Advanced Digital Solutions & High-Quality eBook Formatting -
2019 OK Publishing
EAN 4057664560087
Table of Contents
Chapter 1. In A Cornish Valley.
Chapter 4. Bothwell Declines to Answer.
Chapter 6. A Clerical Warning.
Chapter 7. A Rapid Conversion.
Chapter 10. “Touch Lips and Part with Tears.”
Chapter 13. A Student of Men and Women.
Chapter 14. Bothwell Begins to See his Way.
Chapter 15. The Home of the past.
Chapter 16. A Face from the Grave.
Chapter 18. The General Receives A Summons.
Chapter 23. Lady Valeria Fights her Own Battle.
Chapter 24. An Elopement on New Lines.
Chapter 25. In the Land of Bohemia.
Chapter 26. Reaping the Whirlwind.
Chapter 27. How Such Things End.
Chapter 28. One who Must Remember.
Chapter 30. Waiting for his Doom.
Chapter 31. “Alike is Hell, or Paradise, or Heaven.”
Chapter 32. “Sweet is Death for Evermore.”
Chapter 33. “Who Knows Not Circe?”
Chapter 34. “How like A Winter Hath Thy Absence Been.”
Chapter 1.
In A Cornish Valley.
There are some travellers who think when they cross the Tamar, over that fairy bridge of Brunel’s, hung aloft between the blue of the river and the blue of the sky, that they have left England behind them on the eastern shore—that they have entered a new country, almost a new world. This land of quiet woods and lonely valleys, and bold brown hills, barren, solitary—these wild commons and large moorlands of Cornwall seem to stand apart, as they did in the days gone by, when this province was verily a kingdom, complete in itself, and owning no sovereignty but its own.
It is a beautiful region which the traveller sees, perchance for the first time, as the train skims athwart the quaint little waterside village of Saltash, and pierces the rich depths of the woodland, various, enchanting. Now the line seems strung like a thread of iron in mid-air above a deep gorge, now winds sinuous as a snake through a labyrinth of hills. A picturesque bit of road, this between Plymouth and Bodmin Road, at all times; СКАЧАТЬ