Category: Historical Novels
"Tim," said Peter Trollope, looking up from the oily whetstone that lay on the edge of the table in front of him, and slowly wiping the blade of the razor on the broad palm of his hand, "I want thee to go fetch me some more herbs."
On a certain gray, windy morning in late October, Peter Trollope's shop was more than usually busy. Every bench had its occupant, and the talk was loud and animated. In the big...
20. CHAPTER XX.Towards sunset, during a momentary lull in the storm of battle, while one of the broken and battered Spanish ships was being cleared away from the ceaseless fury of the English...
8. CHAPTER VIII.The sun shone brightly that morning in a clear blue sky, shedding a glistening light upon the bare wet branches of the trees, and upon the little pools of water that lay in the...
5. CHAPTER V.It was already dark as night when Gilbert Oglander and Timothy Trollope, having kept their tryst in the old market-place, made their way together out of the dimly-lighted town....
11. CHAPTER XI.It was at an ivy-covered house standing upon the heights a little distance beyond the fishing village of Polperro that Jacob Hartop had taken his present refuge. His niece, whom...
9. CHAPTER IX.Timothy had given the old man a pair of cloth shoes in place of the mud-covered boots that he had worn on his walk from the village, and had himself changed his rough outdoor cl...
10. CHAPTER X.It was late in the afternoon when Timothy returned to Modbury, and when he had taken some food he made his way up the stairs to his young master's room. Gilbert was reading when...
13. CHAPTER XIII.The _Revenge_ lay at anchor in the midst of many merchant ships, pinnaces, and fly-boats,--a very gallant ship, with her carved and gilded bulwarks, with her tall, stout masts,...
6. CHAPTER VIAt this same time, while Gilbert and Timothy were continuing their journey homeward through the darkness and the driving sleet after their encounter with the unknown robbers in...
23. CHAPTER XXIII.Gilbert saw the sudden change that had come into Timothy's countenance, but he paid little heed to it, for his own attention had been attracted by something else, something that...
15. CHAPTER XV.It had been night-time when the fleet cast anchor under shelter of the island of Flores--the most westerly of the Azores; and if any of the younger members of the expedition who...
7. CHAPTER VII.Jasper Oglander and his son were up betimes on the following morning, and had come down to the lower rooms while yet the housemaids were sweeping up the rushes from the floors a...
1. CHAPTER I."Tim," said Peter Trollope, looking up from the oily whetstone that lay on the edge of the table in front of him, and slowly wiping the blade of the razor on the broad palm of h...
19. CHAPTER XIX.Gilbert came down upon the beach at the spot where the men of the _Defiance_ and the _Bonaventure_ were encamped. Sir Robert Cross and Sir Richard Grenville had come ashore, and...
2. CHAPTER II."I can scarce agree with you there," remarked the young man whom Drusilla had described as a poor helpless wreck. He was a thin, sallow-faced, sad-looking individual, with lank...
4. CHAPTER IV.On the afternoon upon which the good ship _Pearl_ dropped anchor in Sutton Pool, Peter Trollope was less busy than it was his wont to be at that time of day. His one customer si...
3. CHAPTER III.On a certain afternoon in December, Gilbert Oglander and Timothy Trollope were loitering on the heights of Plymouth Hoe on their way into the town. They were looking out across...
18. CHAPTER XVIII.On the morning following the arrival of the ships, boats were sent shoreward for water and for shingle. The shingle was required for ballast, the old and polluted ballast having...
12. CHAPTER XII.It was on a certain sunny afternoon in early March, the year 1591. The quays and wharfs around Sutton Pool were thronged with people--women in bright-coloured gowns and snowy ru...
21. CHAPTER XXI.It was the intention of the Spaniards to take the broken and shot-riddled hulk of the _Revenge_ to Spain as their vaunted prize. And well might they set glory upon their conques...
16. CHAPTER XVI.Jacob was on his feet in a moment. His eyes were dazed by a strange pale-green light that shone luminous over the boat's larboard bow. The sea was calm, with only a gentle swell...
14. CHAPTER XIV.That brief voyage from Plymouth to the islands of the Azores was in the main an uneventful one. Gilbert Oglander, who, notwithstanding his love of ships, had never before spent...
22. CHAPTER XXII.It was on the last day of September that the combined fleets--to the number of a hundred and forty ships--weighed anchor and set sail. The sky was dark and threatening as they l...
17. CHAPTER XVII.Four months went by--four months of weary, monotonous waiting--and still Lord Thomas Howard's fleet lay in its old anchorage in the roadstead off the north of Flores Island. The...