A Minion of the Moon: A Romance of the King's Highway — John Shaqi
A Minion of the Moon: A Romance of the King's HighwaySpeight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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A Minion of the Moon: A Romance of the King's Highway
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
Brigands and robbers -- Fiction; England -- Fiction; English fiction -- 19th century
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[Illustration: Front cover. "Minion of the moon: A romance of the
king's highway." Thomas Wilkinson Speight]
[Illustration: "God people, your money or your lives!" he said.]
A MINION OF THE MOON
BY
T. W. SPEIGHT
AUTHOR OF
"THE MYSTERIES OF HERON DYKE," "HOODWINKED," "BY
DEVIOUS WAYS," "THE HEART OF A MYSTERY," ETC.
NEW AMSTERDAM BOOK COMPANY
156 FIFTH AVENUE NEW YORK MDCCCXCVII
Copyright, 1896,
BY
NEW AMSTERDAM BOOK COMPANY
CONTENTS
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THE PROLOGUE
CHAPTER
I. "We fly by Night."
II. On the King's Highway
THE NARRATIVE
I. A Prentice Hand.
II. In Search of a Lodging.
III. Mr. Ellerslie of Rockmount.
IV. The Squire of Stanbrook.
V. Family Matters.
VI. A Man who Never Forgave.
VII. Who shall be Heir?
VIII. "A Woman of a Thousand."
IX. Converging Threads.
X. The Sequel of Miss Baynard's Adventure.
XI. "Little Short of Miraculous."
XII. A Startling Recognition.
XIII. Love the Conqueror.
XIV. A Fresh Actor on the Scene.
XV. "Fate Points the Way."
XVI. The Shears of Atropos.
XVII. An Astounding Discovery.
XVIII. The Missing Heir.
XIX. Mutual Confidences.
XX. The Adventures of a Snuff-Box.
XXI. In Quest of the Missing Heir.
XXII. The Hon Mrs. Bullivant to Captain Ferris.
XXIII. A Joyful Surprise.
XXIV. A Parting and a Letter.
XXV. A Desperate Resolve.
XXVI. "For my Sake."
XXVII. Three Years After.
A MINION OF THE MOON.
THE PROLOGUE.
CHAPTER I.
"WE FLY BY NIGHT."
When the nineteenth century was still a puling infant scarcely able
to stand alone, and not yet knowing what to make of the strange
hurly-burly into which it found itself born, Abel Ringwood and Sarah
his wife were respectively landlord and landlady of the King's Arms, a
noted commercial hotel and posting-house at Appleford, a town in the
North of England, on one of the great coach roads from the south to
Scotland. All His Majesty's mails, which travelled by that route,
stopped to change horses at the King's Arms, and, as there was a great
deal of private posting by noblemen and rich commoners in those days,
the hotel stables had seldom fewer than from twenty to thirty horses
in them at one time.
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