Henry Wood, Wood:Roland Yorke
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Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: BROWN PR, 480 Seiten, L=216mm, B=140mm, H=27mm, Gew.=603gr, [GR: 21110 - TB/Belletristik/Romane/Erzählungen], [SW: - Fiction - G… More...
Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: BROWN PR, 480 Seiten, L=216mm, B=140mm, H=27mm, Gew.=603gr, [GR: 21110 - TB/Belletristik/Romane/Erzählungen], [SW: - Fiction - General], Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: ROLAND YORKE - sequel to THE CHANNINGS - 1894 - CHA I P T . E R I N THE MOONLIGHT ... ... ... . PAGE I IV . GOING H OME W ITH THE NEWS ... ... 35 PART THE SECOND . I . I1 . 111 . IV . v . v1 . VII . VIII . ARRIVING FR OM POET NATAL UNEXPECTE M D E ETINGS . .. GOING I NTO SOCIETY .. . ... DAY-DREAMS ... ... CONTENTS . CHA I P X TE . R VISITORS F OR MRS . JONES ... ... X . WINNY ... ... ... ... ... XI . AT FAULT ... ... ... XII. MR . BROWN A T HOME ... ... ... XI11 . A FOUNTASIHNIV ERED ... ... XIV . GRANDR EVIEWS ... ... ... ... XV . ROLANDY ORKESS HOULDERTO THE WHEEL XVI . A LITTLE MORE LIGHT ... ... ... XVII . LAID WITH HIS FOREFATHERS . .. ... XVIII . As IRON IN TO THE SOUL ... .. ... PAGE ... 167 PART THE THIRD . IV . DISAPPEARED ... ... ... ... 304 V . RESTLESSW ANDERINGS ... ... ... 312 V1 . A NEW IDEA ... ... ... ... 323 V11 . MR . GALLOWAIYN VADED ... ... ... 336 V111 . PAST AND PRESENT ... ... ... 346 IX . A STARTLINGA VOWAL .. . ... ... 359 X . A TELEGRAM TO HELSTONLEIGH ... ... 365 XI . LIFES SANDS RUNNING ON ... ... ... 373 XI1 . GERALDY ORKE A T A SHOOTINGP ARTY ... 384 XII1, IN CUSTODY ... ... ... ... ... 392 XIV . BETWEEN BEDE AND HIS CLERK ... ... 400 XV . NEARER AND NEARER ... ... ... ... 409 CONTENTS . vii CHAPTER PAGE XVI . GODFREY PITMANS TALE ... ... ... 419 XVII . A TELEGRAM FO R ROLANDY ORKE ... ... 427 XVIIT . ROLAND I N MOURNING ... ... ... a.. 439 XIX . DREAMS RE ALIZED . .. ... ... ... 446 XX . CONCLUSION ... ... ... ... .. a 455 ROLAND YORKE. CHAPTER I. IN THE MOONLIGHT. THE scene of this Prologue to the story about to be written was a certain cathedral town, of which most of you have heard before, and the time close upon midnight. It was a warm night at thebeginning of March. The air was calm and still the moon was shedding her pure light with unusual brilliancy on the city, lying directly beneath her beams. On the pinnacles of the time-honoured cathedral the churchspire, whose tapering height has made itself a name the clustering roofs of houses the trees of what people are pleased to call the Park the river, silently winding its course along beneath the city walls and on the white pavement of its streets all were steeped in the soft and beautiful light of the Queen of Night. 1 Surely at that late hour people ought to have been asleep in their beds, and the town hushed to silence Not so. A vast number of men-and women too, for the matter of that-were awake and abroad. At least, it looked a goodly number, steal ing quietly in one direction along the principal street A few persons, comparatively speaking, assembled together by daylight, will look a crowd at night. They went along for the most part in silence, one group glancing round at another, and being glanced at, in return whether drawn out by curiosity, by sympathy, by example, all seemed very much as if they were half ashamed to be seen there. Straight through the town, past the n law-courts, past Roland Yorke. the squares and the flourishing houses built in more recent yeart, past the pavements and the worn highway, telling of a cit S bustle, into the open country, to where a churchyard I X ksa by-road. A rura4 not much frequented churchyard, aotted with old graves, its small, grey church standiag in the middle, People were not buried there now. On one side of the churchyard, open to the road, the boundary hedge had disappeared, pxtly through neglect... ROLAND YORKE - sequel to THE CHANNINGS - 1894 - CHA I P T . E R I N THE MOONLIGHT ... ... ... . PAGE I IV . GOING H OME W ITH THE NEWS ... ... 35 PART THE SECOND . I . I1 . 111 . IV . v . v1 . VII . VIII . ARRIVING FR OM POET NATAL UNEXPECTE M D E ETINGS . .. GOING I NTO SOCIETY .. . ... DAY-DREAMS ... ... CONTENTS . CHA I P X TE . R VISITORS F OR MRS . JONES ... ... X . WINNY ... ... ... ... ... XI . AT FAULT ... ... ... XII. MR . BROWN A T HOME ... ... ... XI11 . A FOUNTASIHNIV ERED ... ... XIV . GRANDR EVIEWS ... ... ... ... XV . ROLANDY ORKESS HOULDERTO THE WHEEL XVI . A LITTLE MORE LIGHT ... ... ... XVII . LAID WITH HIS FOREFATHERS . .. ... XVIII . As IRON IN TO THE SOUL ... .. ... PAGE ... 167 PART THE THIRD . IV . DISAPPEARED ... ... ... ... 304 V . RESTLESSW ANDERINGS ... ... ... 312 V1 . A NEW IDEA ... ... ... ... 323 V11 . MR . GALLOWAIYN VADED ... ... ... 336 V111 . PAST AND PRESENT ... ... ... 346 IX . A STARTLINGA VOWAL .. . ... ... 359 X . A TELEGRAM TO HELSTONLEIGH ... ... 365 XI . LIFES SANDS RUNNING ON ... ... ... 373 XI1 . GERALDY ORKE A T A SHOOTINGP ARTY ... 384 XII1, IN CUSTODY ... ... ... ... ... 392 XIV . BETWEEN BEDE AND HIS CLERK ... ... 400 XV . NEARER AND NEARER ... ... ... ... 409 CONTENTS . vii CHAPTER PAGE XVI . GODFREY PITMANS TALE ... ... ... 419 XVII . A TELEGRAM FO R ROLANDY ORKE ... ... 427 XVIIT . ROLAND I N MOURNING ... ... ... a.. 439 XIX . DREAMS RE ALIZED . .. ... ... ... 446 XX . CONCLUSION ... ... ... ... .. a 455 ROLAND YORKE. CHAPTER I. IN THE MOONLIGHT. THE scene of this Prologue to the story about to be written was a certain cathedral town, of which most of you have heard before, and the time close upon midnight. It was a warm night at thebeginning of March. The air was calm and still the moon was shedding her pure light with unusual brilliancy on the city, lying directly beneath her beams. On the pinnacles of the time-honoured cathedral the churchspire, whose tapering height has made itself a name the clustering roofs of houses the trees of what people are pleased to call the Park the river, silently winding its course along beneath the city walls and on the white pavement of its streets all were steeped in the soft and beautiful light of the Queen of Night. 1 Surely at that late hour people ought to have been asleep in their beds, and the town hushed to silence Not so. A vast number of men-and women too, for the matter of that-were awake and abroad. At least, it looked a goodly number, steal ing quietly in one direction along the principal street A few persons, comparatively speaking, assembled together by daylight, will look a crowd at night. They went along for the most part in silence, one group glancing round at another, and being glanced at, in return whether drawn out by curiosity, by sympathy, by example, all seemed very much as if they were half ashamed to be seen there. Straight through the town, past the n law-courts, past Roland Yorke. the squares and the flourishing houses built in more recent yeart, past the pavements and the worn highway, telling of a cit S bustle, into the open country, to where a churchyard I X ksa by-road. A rura4 not much frequented churchyard, aotted with old graves, its small, grey church standiag in the middle, People were not buried there now. On one side of the churchyard, open to the road, the boundary hedge had disappeared, pxtly through neglect...<
