It was with a light heart and a pleasing consciousness of holiday that I set out from the inn at Allermuir to tramp my fifteen miles into the unknown. I walked slowly, for I carried my equipment on m
作者：John Buchan9个月前
To Lionel Phillips Time, they say, must the best of us capture, And travel and battle and gems and gold No more can kindle the ancient rapture, For even the youngest of hearts grows old. But in you,
作者：John Buchan9个月前
I returned from the City about three o’clock on that May afternoon pretty well disgusted with life. I had been three months in the Old Country, and was fed up with it. If anyone had told me
作者：John Buchan9个月前
During the past year, in the intervals of an active life, I have amused myself with constructing this tale. It has been scribbled in every kind of odd place and moment—in England and abroad
作者：John Buchan9个月前
It was written in 1913, when it was serialised in Blackwood's Magazine, and it was published in book form in 1916.
作者：John Buchan9个月前
For the convenience of the reader it may be stated that the period of this tale is the closing years of the 19th Century.
作者：John Buchan9个月前
The girl came into the room with a darting movement like a swallow, looked round her with the same birdlike quickness, and then ran across the polished floor to where a young man sat on a sofa with o
作者：John Buchan9个月前
The story takes place in the 1680s and begins as the hero, Andrew Garvald, while on his way to Glasgow, takes a cut across the moors, and meeting Elspeth Blai.
作者：John Buchan9个月前
