MacLeod of Dare; A Novel
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ISBN10: 1150359005
ISBN13: 9781150359002
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 290
Weight: 0.94
Height: 0.65 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
ISBN13: 9781150359002
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 290
Weight: 0.94
Height: 0.65 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1878 Original Publisher: Tauchnitz Subjects: Fiction / General Fiction / Classics Fiction / Historical Fiction / Literary History / General Literary Criticism / European / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: And meanwhile the red light still burned in the high windows of Castle Dare, and two women were there looking out on the pale stars and the dark sea beneath. They waited until they heard the plashing of oars in the small bay below, and the message was brought them that Sir Keith had got safely on board the great steamer. Then they turned away from the silent and empty night, and one of them was weeping bitterly. It is the last of my six sons that has gone from me, she said, coming back to the old refrain, and refusing to be comforted. And I have lost my brother, said Janet Macleod, in her simple way. But he will come back to us, auntie; and then we shall have great doings at Castle Dare. CHAPTER II. Mentor. It was with a wholly indescribable surprise and delight that Macleod came upon the life and stir and gaiety of London in the sweet June time, when the parks and gardens and squares would of themselves have been a sufficient wonder to him. The change from the sombre shores of Lochs na Keal, and Tua, and Scridain to this world of sunlit foliage -- the golden yellow of the laburnum, the cream-white of the chestnut, the rose-pink of the red hawthorn, and everywhere the keen translucent green of the young lime- trees -- was enough to fill the heart with joy and gladness, though he had been no diligent student oflandscape and colour. The few days he had to spend by himself -- while getting prope...
