The Lost Treasure of Trevlyn: A Story of the Days of the Gunpowder Plot
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Everett-Green Evelyn. The Lost Treasure of Trevlyn: A Story of the Days of the Gunpowder Plot
Chapter 1: The Inmates Of The Old Gate House
Chapter 2: The Inmates Of Trevlyn Chase
Chapter 3: The Lost Treasure
Chapter 4: A Night On Hammerton Heath
Chapter 5: The House On The Bridge
Chapter 6: Martin Holt's Supper Party
Chapter 7: The Life Of A Great City
Chapter 8: Cuthbert And Cherry Go Visiting
Chapter 9: The Wise Woman
Chapter 10: The Hunted Priest
Chapter 11: The Lone House On The River
Chapter 12: May Day In The Forest
Chapter 13: The Gipsy's Tryst
Chapter 14: Long Robin
Chapter 15: Petronella
Chapter 16: The Pixies' Dell
Chapter 17: Brother And Sister
Chapter 18: "Saucy Kate."
Chapter 19: The Cross Way House
Chapter 20: How It Fared With Cherry
Chapter 21: The Gipsy's Warning
Chapter 22: Whispers Abroad
Chapter 23: Peril For Trevlyn
Chapter 24: Kate's Courage
Chapter 25: "On The Dark Flowing River."
Chapter 26: Jacob's Devotion
Chapter 27: Yuletide At The Cross Way House
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Trevlyn Chase was a fine Tudor structure, standing on the site of the more ancient castle that had been destroyed during the tumultuous days of the Wars of the Roses. Instead of the grim pile of gray masonry that had once adorned the crest of the wooded hill, its narrow loopholes and castellated battlements telling of matters offensive and defensive, a fair and home-like mansion of red brick overlooked the peaceful landscape, adorned with innumerable oriel windows, whose latticed casements shone brilliantly in the south sunlight as it fell upon the handsome frontage of the stately house. Great timbers deeply carved adorned the outer walls, and the whole building was rich in those embellishments which grace the buildings of that period. A fine terrace ran the whole length of the south front, and was bounded at either side by a thick hedge of yew. Stone steps led down into a terraced garden upon which much care had been bestowed, and which in summer was bright with all the flowers then known and cultivated in this country. Even in gloomy winter there was more of order and trimness than was often found in such places, and the pleasaunces and shrubberies and gardens of Trevlyn Chase, with the wide fish ponds and terraced paths, formed a pleasant place of resort almost at any season, and were greatly delighted in by the children of the present owner, who had only recently made acquaintance with their ancient family home.
The setting sun was shining brightly now upon the windows of the house which faced the south, with half a point of west, so that in winter the sunlight shone to the very time of its setting into the lofty and decorated chambers. The glow from blazing fires within likewise shone and twinkled hospitably through the clear glass, and one long window of one of the rooms stood open to the still evening air, and a little group was gathered together just outside.
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"I have been something rough handled," answered the lad in a low voice; "but I did not feel it greatly till I began to climb the hill.
"I thank you, good Philip. I will be glad of your arm. But I am better already."
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