RomanceImmerse yourself in a world devised by two masters of twentieth century fiction, Joseph Conrad and Ford Maddox Ford. Second in a series of three collaborations between the two writers, Romance combines elements of high-seas adventure with a touching love story. |
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... " I was pulled down on my knees, then thrust forward, and then left to myself while they rushed to bonnet Lillywhite. I stumbled against a great, quiet farm horse. A continuous scuffling went on; an imperious voice cried: "Hold 25.
... " I was pulled down on my knees, then thrust forward, and then left to myself while they rushed to bonnet Lillywhite. I stumbled against a great, quiet farm horse. A continuous scuffling went on; an imperious voice cried: "Hold 25.
Page 26
... cried: "Hold your tongues, you fools! Hold your tongues!..." Someone else called: "Hear to Jack Rangsley. Hear to him!" There was a silence. I saw a hand light a torch at the lanthorn, and the crowd of faces, the muddle of limbs, the ...
... cried: "Hold your tongues, you fools! Hold your tongues!..." Someone else called: "Hear to Jack Rangsley. Hear to him!" There was a silence. I saw a hand light a torch at the lanthorn, and the crowd of faces, the muddle of limbs, the ...
Page 27
... cried, "Strip the runners to the shirt. Strip 'em. That's it." Iheard some groans and a cry, "You won't murder us." Then a nasal drawl, "We will sure—ly." Someone else, Rangsley, I think, called, "Bring 'em along—this way now." After a ...
... cried, "Strip the runners to the shirt. Strip 'em. That's it." Iheard some groans and a cry, "You won't murder us." Then a nasal drawl, "We will sure—ly." Someone else, Rangsley, I think, called, "Bring 'em along—this way now." After a ...
Page 32
... cried the watchword, "Snuff and enough," and who had held the whispered consultation. Carlos and Castro had waited in their hiding-place, having been spectators of the arrival of the runners and of my capture. I gathered this long ...
... cried the watchword, "Snuff and enough," and who had held the whispered consultation. Carlos and Castro had waited in their hiding-place, having been spectators of the arrival of the runners and of my capture. I gathered this long ...
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... honour fit for a caballero. I seemed to wake up. "Your uncle the pirate!" I cried, and was amazed at my own words. Tomas Castro sprang up, and placed his rough, hot hand over my lips. "Be quiet, John Kemp, you fool!" he hissed 66.
... honour fit for a caballero. I seemed to wake up. "Your uncle the pirate!" I cried, and was amazed at my own words. Tomas Castro sprang up, and placed his rough, hot hand over my lips. "Be quiet, John Kemp, you fool!" he hissed 66.
Contents
Chapter Six | 295 |
PART FOURTH BLADE AND GUITAR | 319 |
Chapter One | 320 |
Chapter Two | 337 |
Chapter Three | 356 |
Chapter Four | 380 |
Chapter Five | 399 |
Chapter Six | 435 |
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Chapter Six | 153 |
Chapter Seven | 168 |
PART THIRD CASA RIEGO | 181 |
Chapter One | 182 |
Chapter Two | 196 |
Chapter Three | 216 |
Chapter Four | 237 |
Chapter Five | 268 |
Chapter Seven | 455 |
Chapter Eight | 476 |
Chapter Nine | 494 |
Chapter Ten | 514 |
Chapter Eleven | 555 |
PART FIFTH THE LOT OF MAN | 593 |
Chapter One | 594 |
Chapter Two | 612 |
Chapter Three | 640 |
Chapter Four | 662 |
Chapter Five | 693 |
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admiral answered asked began boat Bow Street runners bowed breath caballero called Carlos Casa Riego cloak cried Cuba dark David Macdonald dead death deck Don Balthasar Don Carlos door ears El Rubio English eyes face Father Antonio fear feet felt gone hair hand hang Havana head heard heart honour immense Inglez Jamaica John Kemp Juan Juez Kemp Kingston knew lanthorn laughed light Lion lips looked Lord Stowell Lugareños Macdonald Manuel matter murmured never Nichols night O'Brien once pirates Ramon Rangsley ravine remember Rio Medio romance Rooksby round sail schooner Sebright seemed seen Señor Señorita Seraphina shadow ship shoulders shouted side sight silence smile sort soul sound Spanish stood suddenly talk tell thing thought throat Tomas Castro turned uncle voice walked wall whispered Williams woman words