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Theodore Goodridge Roberts. Brothers of Peril
Brothers of Peril
Table of Contents
Preface
CHAPTER I. A BOY WINS HIS MAN-NAME
CHAPTER II. THE OLD CRAFTSMAN BY THE SALT WATER
CHAPTER III. THE FIGHT IN THE MEADOW
CHAPTER IV. OUENWA SETS OUT ON A VAGUE QUEST
CHAPTER V. THE ADMIRAL OF THE HARBOUR
CHAPTER VI. THE FANGS OF THE WOLF SLAYER
CHAPTER VII. THE SILENT VILLAGE
CHAPTER VIII. A LETTER FOR OUENWA
CHAPTER IX. AN UNCHARTERED PLANTATION
CHAPTER X. GENTRY AT FORT BEATRIX
CHAPTER XI. THE SETTING-IN OF WINTER
CHAPTER XII. MEDITATION AND ACTION
CHAPTER XIII. SIGNS OF A DIVIDED HOUSE
CHAPTER XIV. A TRICK OF PLAY-ACTING
CHAPTER XV. THE HIDDEN MENACE
CHAPTER XVI. THE CLOVEN HOOF
CHAPTER XVII. THE CONFIDENCE OF YOUTH
CHAPTER XVIII. EVENTS AND REFLECTIONS
CHAPTER XIX. TWO OF A KIND
CHAPTER XX. BY ADVICE OF BLACK FEATHER
CHAPTER XXI. THE SEEKING OF THE TRIBESMEN
CHAPTER XXII. BRAVE DAYS FOR YOUNG HEARTS
CHAPTER XXIII. BETROTHED
CHAPTER XXIV. A FIRE-LIT BATTLE. OUENWA'S RETURN
CHAPTER XXV. FATE DEALS CARDS OF BOTH COLOURS IN THE LITTLE FORT
CHAPTER XXVI. PIERRE D'ANTONS PARRIES ANOTHER THRUST
CHAPTER XXVII. A GRIM TURN OF MARCH MADNESS
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE RUNNING OF THE ICE
CHAPTER XXIX. WOLF SLAYER COMES AND GOES; AND TROWLEY RECEIVES A VISITOR
CHAPTER XXX. MAGGIE STONE TAKES MUCH UPON HERSELF
CHAPTER XXXI. WHILE THE SPARS ARE SCRAPED
CHAPTER XXXII. THE FIRST STAGE OF THE HOMEWARD VOYAGE IS BRAVELY ACCOMPLISHED
CHAPTER XXXIII. IN THE MERRY CITY
CHAPTER XXXIV. PIERRE D'ANTONS SIGNALS HIS OLD COMRADES, AND AGAIN PUTS TO SEA
CHAPTER XXXV. THE BRIDEGROOM ATTENDS TO OTHER MATTERS THAN LOVE
CHAPTER XXXVI. OVER THE SIDE
CHAPTER XXXVII. THE MOTHER
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Theodore Goodridge Roberts
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"Father," she cried, faintly, "I pray you, pluck it out. The pain of it eats into my spirit. It sprang to me from a little wood, bitter and noiseless—and I heard not so much as the twang of the string."
The old man held her with his left arm. With strong and gentle fingers he worked the arrow in the wound. She quivered with the pain of it. Blood came more freely. He trembled at the hot touch of it across his fingers. He had dwelt so long in the quiet of his craft. Then the barbed blade came away from the wound, and he clutched it in his reeking palm. The woman sobbed with mingled pain and relief. The old man stepped into the moonlight and lifted the arrow to his eyes.
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