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- Author: Robert W Chambers
- Publisher: Kessinger Publishing
- ISBN-10: 1162640340
- ISBN-13: 9781162640341
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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1902. Chambers, American artist and writer, later turned to writing romantic fiction to earn a living. According to some estimates, Chambers had one of the most successful literary careers of his period, with a few of his works achieving bestseller status. The Maid-at-Arms begins: We drew bridle at the crossroads; he stretched his legs in his stirrups, raised his arms, yawned, and dropped his huge hands upon either thigh with a resounding slap. Well, good-bye, he said gravely, but made no movement to leave me. Do we part here? I asked, sorry to quit my chance acquaintance of the Johnstown highway. He nodded, yawned again, and removed his round cap of silver-fox fur to scratch his curly head. We certainly do part at these crossroads, if you are bound for Varicks, he said. I waited a moment, then thanked him for the pleasant entertainment his company had afforded me, and wished him a safe journey. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.
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- Author: Robert W Chambers
- Publisher: Kessinger Publishing
- ISBN-10: 1162640340
- ISBN-13: 9781162640341
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
1902. Chambers, American artist and writer, later turned to writing romantic fiction to earn a living. According to some estimates, Chambers had one of the most successful literary careers of his period, with a few of his works achieving bestseller status. The Maid-at-Arms begins: We drew bridle at the crossroads; he stretched his legs in his stirrups, raised his arms, yawned, and dropped his huge hands upon either thigh with a resounding slap. Well, good-bye, he said gravely, but made no movement to leave me. Do we part here? I asked, sorry to quit my chance acquaintance of the Johnstown highway. He nodded, yawned again, and removed his round cap of silver-fox fur to scratch his curly head. We certainly do part at these crossroads, if you are bound for Varicks, he said. I waited a moment, then thanked him for the pleasant entertainment his company had afforded me, and wished him a safe journey. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.
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