Count Hannibal. Stanley John Weyman

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      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4064066148386

Table of Contents

       CHAPTER I. CRIMSON FAVOURS.

       CHAPTER II. HANNIBAL DE SAULX, COMTE DE TAVANNES.

       CHAPTER III. THE HOUSE NEXT THE GOLDEN MAID.

       CHAPTER IV. THE EVE OF THE FEAST.

       CHAPTER V. ROUGH WOOING.

       CHAPTER VI. WHO TOUCHES TAVANNES?

       CHAPTER VII. IN THE AMPHITHEATRE.

       CHAPTER VIII. TWO HENS AND AN EGG.

       CHAPTER IX. UNSTABLE.

       CHAPTER X. MADAME ST. LO.

       CHAPTER XI. A BARGAIN.

       CHAPTER XII. IN THE HALL OF THE LOUVRE.

       CHAPTER XIII. DIPLOMACY.

       CHAPTER XIV. TOO SHORT A SPOON.

       CHAPTER XV. THE BROTHER OF ST. MAGLOIRE.

       CHAPTER XVI. AT CLOSE QUARTERS.

       CHAPTER XVII. THE DUEL.

       CHAPTER XVIII. ANDROMEDA, PERSEUS BEING ABSENT.

       CHAPTER XIX. IN THE ORLÉANNAIS.

       CHAPTER XX. ON THE CASTLE HILL.

       CHAPTER XXI. SHE WOULD, AND WOULD NOT.

       CHAPTER XXII. PLAYING WITH FIRE.

       CHAPTER XXIII. A MIND, AND NOT A MIND.

       CHAPTER XXIV. AT THE KING’S INN.

       CHAPTER XXV. THE COMPANY OF THE BLEEDING HEART.

       CHAPTER XXVI. TEMPER.

       CHAPTER XXVII. THE BLACK TOWN.

       CHAPTER XXVIII. IN THE LITTLE CHAPTER-HOUSE.

       CHAPTER XXIX. THE ESCAPE.

       CHAPTER XXX. SACRILEGE!

       CHAPTER XXXI. THE FLIGHT FROM ANGERS.

       CHAPTER XXXII. THE ORDEAL BY STEEL.

       CHAPTER XXXIII. THE AMBUSH.

       CHAPTER XXXIV. WHICH WILL YOU, MADAME?

       CHAPTER XXXV. AGAINST THE WALL.

       CHAPTER XXXVI. HIS KINGDOM.

CHAPTER I. CRIMSON FAVOURS.

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      M. de Tavannes smiled. Mademoiselle averted her eyes, and shivered; as if the air, even of that close summer night, entering by the door at her elbow, chilled her. And then came a welcome interruption.

      “Tavannes!”

      “Sire!”

      Count Hannibal rose slowly. The King had called, and he had no choice but to obey and go. Yet he hung a last moment over his companion, his hateful breath stirring her hair.

      “Our pleasure is cut short too soon, Mademoiselle,” he said, in the tone, and with the look, she loathed. “But for a few hours only. We shall meet to-morrow. Or, it may be—earlier.”

      She did not answer, and “Tavannes!” the King repeated with violence. “Tavannes! Mordieu!” his Majesty continued, looking round furiously. “Will no one fetch him? Sacré СКАЧАТЬ