Under the Red Dragon
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- First published
- 1872
- Pages
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Lieutenant Harry Hardinge serves under the red dragon of Wales, torn between his duties as a soldier and his love for the worldly, high-born Lady Estelle Cressingham. James Grant sets his romance against the hardships of campaign life, carrying his hero from the drawing rooms of Britain to the battlefields abroad. Grant knew soldiering firsthand, and his fiction moves with a veteran's eye for regimental detail and a Victorian storyteller's taste for high feeling and sudden reversals of fortune. Part love story and part military adventure, it is the kind of ardent historical romance that kept him a fixture on the popular shelves of his age.
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"And she is to be there--nay, is there already; so one more chance is given me to meet her. But for what?--to part again silently, and more helplessly bewitched than ever, perhaps. Ah, never will she learn to love me as I love her!" thought I, as I turned over my old friend's letter, not venturing, however, to give utterance to this aloud, as the quizzical eyes of Phil Caradoc were upon me.
"A penny for your thoughts, friend Harry?" said he, laughing; "try another cigar, and rouse yourself. What the deuce is in this letter, that it affects you so? Have you put a pot of money on the wrong horse?"
"Been jilted, had a bill returned, or what?" suggested Gwynne.
"Neither, fortunately," said I; "it is simply an invitation from Sir Madoc Lloyd, which rather perplexes me."
At this time our regiment was then in the East, awaiting with the rest of the army some movement to be made from Varna, either towards Bessarabia or the Crimea--men's minds were undecided as to which, while her Majesty's Ministers seemed to have no thought on the subject. Our depôt belonged to the provisional battalion at Winchester, where Caradoc, Gwynne, two other subalterns, and I, with some two hundred rank and file, expected ere long the fiat of the fates who reign at the Horse Guards to send us forth to win our laurels from the Russians, or, what seemed more probable, a grave where the pest was then decimating our hapless army, in the beautiful but perilous vale of Aladdyn, on the coast of Bulgaria. We had just adjourned from mess, to have a quiet cheroot and glass of brandy-and-water in my quarters, when I received from my man, Owen Evans, the letter the contents of which awakened so many new hopes and tantalising wishes in my heart, and on which so much of my fate in the future might hinge.
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Book facts
- Author
- James Grant
- First published
- 1872
- Reading time
- About 11 hours
- Pages
- 427
- Language
- English
- Genre
- British Classics
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- PDF, EPUB, Read online