The novels of Charles Lever
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898. Excerpt: ... he closed and bolted after him, and then noiselessly returned to his former place. There were few things less congenial to Grounsell's nature than playing the spy. It was a part he thorough...
MoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898. Excerpt: ... he closed and bolted after him, and then noiselessly returned to his former place. There were few things less congenial to Grounsell's nature than playing the spy. It was a part he thoroughly detested, nor did he think that it admitted of defence or palliation; still, the whole habit of his mind through life had impressed him with a disparaging opinion of himself. The limited sphere of his duties, the humble routine of his daily walk, and the very few friendships he had inspired, all tended to increase this impression, till at last he looked upon himself as one who could only be useful by the sacrifice of personal feeling and the abnegation of all self-esteem; and thus he would have declined to know another man for what he deemed of no consequence in himself. His fault was not thinking too well of others, but thinking too meanly of himself. The scene before him now was enough to suggest deep anxiety. Notes and letters littered the floor and the table; the embers of a large fire of papers lay on the hearth; open drawers and boxes stood on every side--all betokening preparation, the object of which the pistol-case sufficiently indicated. As they sat with their backs to the window, Grounsell could not recognise the figures; but the voice of one proclaimed him to be George Onslow. 'And where is this place--on the way to Arezzo?' asked he. 'No; on the opposite side of the city, off the highroad to Bologna. It is a little park, surrounding a summer palace of the Grand-Duke, they call Pratolino,' said the other. 'They all agree that it is the best spot to be found--no molestation nor interference of any kind, and a capital breakfast of fresh trout to be had at the inn.' 'An interesting consideration for such as have good appetites,' said Onslow, laughing. 'I nev...
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