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John Oxenham. Carette of Sark
Carette of Sark
Table of Contents
FOREWORD
ILLUSTRATIONS
CHAPTER I
HOW PAUL MARTEL FELL OUT WITH SERCQ
CHAPTER II
HOW RACHEL CARRÉ WENT BACK TO HER FATHER
CHAPTER III
HOW TWO FOUGHT IN THE DARK
CHAPTER IV
HOW MARTEL RAISED THE CLAMEUR BUT FOUND NO RELIEF
CHAPTER V
HOW CARETTE AND I WERE GIRL AND BOY TOGETHER
CHAPTER VI
HOW CARETTE CAME BY HER GOLDEN BRIDGE
CHAPTER VII
HOW I SHOWED ONE THE WAY TO THE BOUTIQUES
CHAPTER VIII
HOW I WENT THE FIRST TIME TO BRECQHOU
CHAPTER IX
HOW WE BEGAN TO SPREAD OUR WINGS
CHAPTER X
HOW I BEARDED LIONS IN THEIR DENS
CHAPTER XI
HOW WE GREW, AND GROWING, GREW APART
CHAPTER XII
HOW AUNT JEANNE GAVE A PARTY
CHAPTER XIII
HOW WE RODE GRAY ROBIN
CHAPTER XIV
HOW YOUNG TORODE TOOK THE DEVIL OUT OF BLACK BOY
CHAPTER XV
HOW I FELT THE GOLDEN SPUR
CHAPTER XVI
HOW I WENT TO SEE TORODE OF HERM
CHAPTER XVII
HOW I WENT OUT WITH JOHN OZANNE
CHAPTER XVIII
HOW WE CAME ACROSS MAIN ROUGE
CHAPTER XIX
HOW I FELL INTO THE RED HAND
CHAPTER XX
HOW I LAY IN THE CLEFT OF A ROCK
CHAPTER XXI
HOW I FACED DEATHS AND LIVED
CHAPTER XXII
HOW THE JOSÉPHINE CAME HOME
CHAPTER XXIII
HOW I LAY AMONG LOST SOULS
CHAPTER XXIV
HOW I CAME ACROSS ONE AT AMPERDOO
CHAPTER XXV
HOW WE SAID GOOD-BYE TO AMPERDOO
CHAPTER XXVI
HOW WE FOUND A FRIEND IN NEED
CHAPTER XXVII
HOW WE CAME UPON A WHITED SEPULCHRE AND FELL INTO THE FIRE
CHAPTER XXVIII
HOW WE WALKED INTO THE TIGER'S MOUTH
CHAPTER XXIX
HOW THE HAWK SWOOPED DOWN ON BRECQHOU
CHAPTER XXX
HOW I FOUND MY LOVE IN THE CLEFT
CHAPTER XXXI
HOW I HELD THE NARROW WAY
CHAPTER XXXII
HOW WE WENT TO EARTH
CHAPTER XXXIII
HOW LOVE COULD SEE IN THE DARK
CHAPTER XXXIV
HOW LOVE FOUGHT DEATH IN THE DARK
CHAPTER XXXV
HOW WE HEARD STRANGE NEWS
CHAPTER XXXVI
HOW A STORM CAME OUT OF THE WEST
CHAPTER XXXVII
HOW WE HELD OUR HOMES
CHAPTER XXXVIII
HOW WE RAN AGAINST THE LAW FOR THE SAKE OF A WOMAN
CHAPTER XXXIX
HOW I CAME INTO RICH TREASURE
THE FORTY MEN OF SERCQ IN THE YEAR 1800
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John Oxenham
Published by Good Press, 2019
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Her eyes were large and dark—all alight with the joy of life; sparkling with fun and mischief; blazing forked lightnings at some offence, fancied as often as not; big with entreaty that none could refuse; more rarely—in those days—deep with sober thought; but always—shining, sparkling, blazing, entreating—the most wonderful and fascinating eyes in the world to the boy at her side, on whom they shone and sparkled and blazed and entreated, and moulded always to her imperious little will.
A sturdy boy of twelve, short if anything for his age at that time, though later he grew to full Sercq height and something over; but strong and healthy, with a pair of keen blue eyes, and nothing whatever distinctive about his brown face, unless it was a touch of the inflexible honesty which had been diligently instilled into him from the time he was three years old. Perhaps also some little indication of the stubborn determination which must surely have come from his grandfather, and which some people called obstinacy.
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