|
|
CAPTAIN BLOOD
Yet Peter Blood, who was not only able to bear arms, but trained and skilled in their use, who was certainly no coward, and a papist only when it suited him, tended his geraniums and smoked his pipe on that warm July evening as indifferently as if nothing were afoot. One other thing he did. He flung after those war-fevered enthusiasts a line of Horacea poet for whose work he had early conceived an inordinate affection: This book is in .htm format.
|
|
Copyright © 2000-2005 Pitbook.com