A light-hearted romance set in the countryside of Kent.
g to roll down his sleeves, "suppose we do; I aren't above giving a lift to a chap as can use 'is fists,--not even if 'e is a vagrant, and a uncommon dusty one at that;--so, if you're in the same mind about it, up you get,--but no more furrin curses, mind!" With which admonition, the Waggoner nodded, grinned, and climbed back to his seat, while Bellew swung himself up into the hay once more.
"Friend," said he, as the waggon creaked upon its way, "Do you smoke?"
"Ah!" nodded the Waggoner.
"Then here are three cigars which you didn't manage to smash just now."
"Cigars! why it ain't often as I gets so far as a cigar, unless it be Squire, or Parson,--cigars, eh!" Saying which, the Waggoner turned and accepted the cigars which he proceeded to stow away in the cavernous interior of his wide-eaved hat, handling them with elaborate care, rather as if they were explosives of a highly dangerous kind.
Meanwhile, George Bellew, American Citizen, and millionaire, lay upon the broad of hi
An excellent story! Light reading and interesting characters that move your heart. The book keeps your interest on every page as it grows towards the romantic finale. This is the first Iíve read of Jeffery Farnol, and itís inspired me to start on another of his books next.
A very lovely novel, makes you smile.