Bellarion the Fortunate

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Рафаэль Сабатини. Bellarion the Fortunate
Bellarion the Fortunate
Table of Contents
BOOK I
CHAPTER I. THE THRESHOLD
CHAPTER II. THE GREY FRIAR
CHAPTER III. THE DOOR AJAR
CHAPTER IV. SANCTUARY
CHAPTER V. THE PRINCESS
CHAPTER VI. THE WINDS OF FATE
CHAPTER VII. SERVICE
CHAPTER VIII. STALEMATE
CHAPTER IX. THE MARQUIS THEODORE
CHAPTER X. THE WARNING
CHAPTER XI. UNDER SUSPICION
CHAPTER XII. COUNT SPIGNO
CHAPTER XIII. THE TRIAL
CHAPTER XIV. EVASION
BOOK II
CHAPTER I. THE MIRACLE OF THE DOGS
CHAPTER II. FACINO CANE
CHAPTER III. THE COUNTESS OF BIANDRATE
CHAPTER IV. THE CHAMPION
CHAPTER V. THE COMMUNE OF MILAN
CHAPTER VI. THE FRUITLESS WOOING
CHAPTER VII. MANŒUVRES
CHAPTER VIII. THE BATTLE OF TRAVO
CHAPTER IX. DE MORTUIS
CHAPTER X. THE KNIGHT BELLARION
CHAPTER XI. THE SIEGE OF ALESSANDRIA
CHAPTER XII. VISCONTI FAITH
CHAPTER XIII. THE VICTUALLERS
CHAPTER XIV. THE MULETEER
CHAPTER XV. THE CAMISADE
CHAPTER XVI. SEVERANCE
CHAPTER XVII. THE RETURN
CHAPTER XVIII. THE HOSTAGE
BOOK III
CHAPTER I. THE LORD BELLARION
CHAPTER II. THE BATTLE OF NOVI
CHAPTER III. FACINO’S RETURN
CHAPTER IV. THE COUNT OF PAVIA
CHAPTER V. JUSTICE
CHAPTER VI. THE INHERITANCE
CHAPTER VII. PRINCE OF VALSASSINA
CHAPTER VIII. CARMAGNOLA’S BRIDGES
CHAPTER IX. VERCELLI
CHAPTER X. THE ARREST
CHAPTER XI. THE PLEDGE
CHAPTER XII. CARMAGNOLA’S DUTY
CHAPTER XIII. THE OCCUPATION OF CASALE
CHAPTER XIV. THE VANQUISHED
CHAPTER XV. THE LAST FIGHT
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Rafael Sabatini
Historical Novel
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‘Aye, aye. I was mistaken. One place is like another in this labyrinth. I am none so sure that I am not as lost as you are.’
It must have been so, for they trudged a full mile before they came to a brook that flowed westward towards the river. It lay in a dell amid mossy boulders and spreading fronds of ferns all dappled now with the golden light that came splashing through the trees. They found a pool of moderate dimensions in a bowl of grey stone fashioned by the ceaseless sculpture of the water. It was too shallow to afford a bath. But the friar’s ablutionary dispositions scarce seemed to demand so much. He rinsed face and hands perfunctorily, whilst Bellarion stripped to the waist, and displaying a white torso of much beauty and more vigour, did what was possible in that cramped space.
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