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قراءة كتاب In the Days of Chivalry: A Tale of the Times of the Black Prince
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In the Days of Chivalry: A Tale of the Times of the Black Prince
In the Days of Chivalry
A Tale of the Times of the Black Prince
by Evelyn Everett-Green.
CHAPTER I. THE TWIN EAGLETS.
CHAPTER II. FATHER ANSELM.
CHAPTER III. THE UNKNOWN WORLD.
CHAPTER IV. THE MASTER OF THE HORSE.
CHAPTER V. THE KING AND THE PRINCE.
CHAPTER VI. THE PRINCE'S EXPLOIT.
CHAPTER VII. THE RECTOR'S HOUSE.
CHAPTER VIII. THE VISIT TO THE WOODMAN.
CHAPTER IX. JOAN VAVASOUR.
CHAPTER X. BASILDENE.
CHAPTER XI. A QUIET RETREAT.
CHAPTER XII. ON THE WAR PATH
CHAPTER XIII. WINNING HIS SPURS.
CHAPTER XIV. WINTER DAYS.
CHAPTER XV. THE DOUBLE SURRENDER.
CHAPTER XVI. IN THE OLD HOME.
CHAPTER XVII. THE BLACK DEATH
CHAPTER XVIII. WITH FATHER PAUL.
CHAPTER XIX. THE STRICKEN SORCERER.
CHAPTER XX. MINISTERING SPIRITS.
CHAPTER XXI. THE OLD, OLD STORY
CHAPTER XXII. THE BLACK VISOR.
CHAPTER XXIII. IN THE HANDS OF HIS FOE.
CHAPTER XXIV. GASTON'S QUEST.
CHAPTER XXV. THE FAIRY OF THE FOREST
CHAPTER XXVI. THE RESCUE OF RAYMOND.
CHAPTER XXVII. PETER SANGHURST'S WOOING.
CHAPTER XXVIII. GASTON'S SEARCH.
CHAPTER XXIX. THE FALL OF THE SANGHURST.
CHAPTER XXX. WITH THE PRINCE.
CHAPTER XXXI. THE SURRENDER OF SAUT.
CHAPTER XXXII. ON THE FIELD OF POITIERS.
CHAPTER XXXIII. "AT LAST!"
CHAPTER I. THE TWIN EAGLETS.
Autumn was upon the world -- the warm and gorgeous autumn of the south -- autumn that turned the leaves upon the trees to every hue of russet, scarlet, and gold, that transformed the dark solemn aisles of the trackless forests of Gascony into what might well have been palaces of fairy beauty, and covered the ground with a thick and soundless carpet of almost every hue of the rainbow.
The sun still retained much of its heat and power, and came slanting in between the huge trunks of the forest trees in broad shafts of quivering light. Overhead the soft wind from the west made a ceaseless, dreamy music and here and there the solemn silence of the forest was broken by the sweet note of some singing bird or the harsh croak of the raven. At night the savage cry of the wolf too often disturbed the rest of the scattered dwellers in that vast forest, and made a belated traveller look