Castle Craneycrow

Castle Craneycrow


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Castle Craneycrow by George Barr McCutcheon







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Castle Craneycrow


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The story revolves round the abduction of a young American woman, her imprisonment in an old castle and the adventures created through her rescue.

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ho do not come to mind."

"But isn't it rather odd that we should have the same feeling? And you have not been in New York?" persisted Phil.

"I have not been in America at all, you must remember," replied the prince, coldly.

"I'd stake my soul on it," thought Quentin to himself, more fully convinced than ever. "I've seen him before and more than once, too. He remembers me, even though I can't place him. It's devilish aggravating, but his face is as familiar as if I saw him yesterday."

When they parted for the night Ravorelli's glance again impressed the American with a certainty that he, at least, was not in doubt as to where and when they had met.

"You are trying to recall where we have seen one another," said the prince, smiling easily, his white teeth showing clearly between smooth lips. "My cousin visited America some years ago, and there is a strong family resemblance. Possibly you have our faces confused."

"That may be the solution," admitted Phil, but he was by

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Well-to-do New Yorker Phil Quentin reencounters Dorothy Garrison, the woman with whom he'd had a boy-girl romance. His love reignites, but she — a beautiful heiress — is already engaged to an Italian prince. Quentin knows him as a man who, under another name, in another country, once stood trial for murder. The prince is by no means happy with the emergence of his rival, less still of one who knows his past, and takes steps to discourage him ... permanently. The novel starts off oddly, with the history of Quentin's servant, so you think it's going to be another sort of book until the romance appears. Then it turns into a thrilling adventure, not withstanding that Dorothy is something of a ninny."Brewster's Millions" and "The Husbands of Edith" had me thinking of McCutcheon as a kind of second-rate P.G. Wodehouse, but when not trying to be funny, he was clearly capable of much better stuff.