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Robert Louis Stevenson
The Black Arrow: A Tale of Two Roses
Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4057664121509
Table of Contents
CHAPTER I—AT THE SIGN OF THE SUN IN KETTLEY
CHAPTER IV—A GREENWOOD COMPANY
CHAPTER V—“BLOODY AS THE HUNTER”
CHAPTER III—THE ROOM OVER THE CHAPEL
CHAPTER V—HOW DICK CHANGED SIDES
CHAPTER I—THE HOUSE BY THE SHORE
CHAPTER II—A SKIRMISH IN THE DARK
CHAPTER V—THE GOOD HOPE (continued)
CHAPTER VI—THE GOOD HOPE (concluded)
CHAPTER II—“IN MINE ENEMIES’ HOUSE”
CHAPTER IV—IN THE ABBEY CHURCH
CHAPTER II—THE BATTLE OF SHOREBY
CHAPTER III—THE BATTLE OF SHOREBY (Concluded)
CHAPTER IV—THE SACK OF SHOREBY
CHAPTER V—NIGHT IN THE WOODS: ALICIA RISINGHAM
CHAPTER VI—NIGHT IN THE WOODS (concluded) : DICK AND JOAN
BOOK I—THE TWO LADS
CHAPTER I—AT THE SIGN OF THE SUN IN KETTLEY
Sir Daniel and his men lay in and about Kettley that night, warmly quartered and well patrolled. But the Knight of Tunstall was one who never rested from money-getting; and even now, when he was on the brink of an adventure which should make or mar him, he was up an hour after midnight to squeeze poor neighbours. He was one who trafficked greatly in disputed inheritances; it was his way to buy out the most unlikely claimant, and then, by the favour he curried with great lords about the king, procure unjust decisions in his favour; or, if that was too roundabout, to seize the disputed manor by force of arms, and rely on his influence and Sir Oliver’s cunning in the law to hold what he had snatched. Kettley was one such place; it had come very lately into his clutches; he still met with opposition from the tenants; and it was to overawe discontent that he had led his troops that way.
By two in the morning, Sir Daniel sat in the inn room, close by the fireside, for it was cold at that hour among the fens of Kettley. By his elbow stood a pottle of spiced ale. He had taken off his visored headpiece, and sat with his bald head and thin, dark visage resting on one hand, wrapped warmly in a sanguine-coloured cloak. At the lower end of the room about a dozen of his men stood sentry over the door or lay asleep on benches; and somewhat nearer hand, a young lad, apparently of twelve or thirteen, was stretched in a mantle on the floor. The host of the Sun stood before the great man.
“Now, mark me, mine host,” Sir Daniel said, “follow but mine orders, and I shall be your good lord ever. I must have good men for head boroughs, and I will have Adam-a-More