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Miss Fairfax of Virginia. St. George Rathborne
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St. George Rathborne
Miss Fairfax of Virginia
A Romance of Love and Adventure Under the Palmettos
Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4064066152819
Table of Contents
CHAPTER I. PERHAPS LOVERS ONCE, STRANGERS NOW.
CHAPTER II. ALAS! FOR THE GAME THAT FAILED TO WORK.
CHAPTER III. AT DAGGERS' POINTS.
CHAPTER IV. MILLIONS MAY NOT PURCHASE LOVE.
CHAPTER V. RODERIC'S REPENTANCE.
CHAPTER VI. ON THE BORDERS OF PARADISE.
CHAPTER VII. THE SWORD DUEL IN THE EAST INDIAN BUNGALOW.
CHAPTER VIII. "ADIOS, BELOVED!"
CHAPTER IX. DOWN THE IRISH COAST.
CHAPTER X. FOR ONE NIGHT AT THE AZORES.
CHAPTER XI. THE LADY ON THE QUARTER DECK.
CHAPTER XII. THE MAN WHO MADE SIGNS.
CHAPTER XIII. ADONIS ON A NEW TACK.
CHAPTER XIV. A CHASE TO THE YACHT.
CHAPTER XV. CAPTAIN BOB GUESSES NOT.
CHAPTER XVI. THE INVASION OF SAN JUAN.
CHAPTER XVII. THE BOLERO DANCER WITH THE GYPSY BLOOD.
CHAPTER XVIII. JULIO DECLARES FOR WAR.
CHAPTER XIX. BY WAY OF THE BALCONY.
CHAPTER XX. A RENDEZVOUS AT THE TOBACCONIST'S.
CHAPTER XXI. THE MONSTER COMES AGAIN.
CHAPTER XXII. TO THE OLD FORTRESS.
CHAPTER XXIII. HOW THEY WENT IN.
CHAPTER XXIV. THE STRANGE MEETING IN THE DUNGEON.
CHAPTER XXV. WHEN THE OFFICER OF THE GUARD CAME.
CHAPTER XXVI. A RACE TO THE BOAT.
CHAPTER XXVII. WHEN THE SPANISH FLAG LEFT PORTO RICO FOREVER.
Miss Fairfax of Virginia
CHAPTER I.
PERHAPS LOVERS ONCE, STRANGERS NOW.
The genial summer sun had long since dropped behind the Irish hills, and the glowing lights of old Dublin were set like rare jewels upon the dark bosom of mother earth when Roderic Owen, with a fragrant cigar between his teeth, walked to and fro under the shadow of Nelson's column in historic Sackville street, now better known among loyal citizens under the name of O'Connell.
Owen only arrived from Liverpool on the Holyhead steamer that very day and had passed some hours upon various tramcars, surveying those portions of the famous city they traversed.
It may have given him a thrill of satisfaction to realize that he once more stood on his native heath, which land the exile had not seen since, a child of tender years, he left it in company with his heart broken parents; but two decades in the atmosphere of free America had made a full-fledged Yankee out of him, and his heart was wholly pledged to the interests of America.
Business had more to do with his flying visit across the Irish sea than a desire to look upon the scenes of childhood—these tender recollections might be all very good in their way, but when his country was at war with one of the old world powers, young Owen's heart and soul were wrapped up in the interests he represented, and the state mission that had taken him over the Atlantic.
The public will never learn more than a small portion of the unwritten history of the Hispano-American war, since these memoirs are snugly reposing in the archives at Washington, where they will rest until dusty with age.
Secret agents were employed in many European capitals in the endeavor to discover the true sentiments of the powers most interested, so that in case unhappy Spain seemed in a way to secure an ally, prompt measures might be taken to head off the threatened blow by a sudden coup d'etat, in which our good friend Great Britain stood ready to do her part.
Roderic Owen, being peculiarly gifted by nature with rare abilities in the line of diplomacy, had been remarkably useful in Berlin, Paris and Vienna, and was now suddenly transferred to another famous capital because it appeared as though Dublin might be the theatre of a little gathering where matters of intense moment were to be discussed.
It was evident from his manner that he had made the Nelson column a rendezvous. His eyes followed each tramcar that passed, and never a jaunting-car jogged by that he did not survey with growing interest. A hot blooded Spanish lover awaiting the coming of the black-eyed senorita with whom he had made a tryst could hardly have appeared more anxious.
He had just tossed away the remnant of his