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Author : Henry Rider Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 264 pages
File Size : 54,8 Mb
Release : 1888
Category : Country life
ISBN : OSU:32435031166978
Author : H. Rider Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 150 pages
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Release : 2009-09-09
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 1438796897
Author : H. Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 148 pages
File Size : 50,9 Mb
Release : 2021-08-29
Category : Electronic
ISBN : 9798549147737
Colonel quaritch v c From H Rider Haggard
Author : H. Rider H. RIDER HAGGARD
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 373 pages
File Size : 42,6 Mb
Release : 2020-04-28
Category : Electronic
ISBN : 9798640899047
H. RIDER HAGGARD
Author : Henry Rider Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 440 pages
File Size : 41,7 Mb
Release : 2018-11-20
Category : Electronic
ISBN : 3337681115
Author : H. Rider Haggard
Publisher : CreateSpace
Page : 326 pages
File Size : 52,5 Mb
Release : 2014-08-25
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 1500949043
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Author : Henry Rider Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 333 pages
File Size : 50,8 Mb
Release : 1898
Category : Electronic
ISBN : OCLC:229060916
Author : H. Rider Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 308 pages
File Size : 52,9 Mb
Release : 1889
Category : Electronic
ISBN : BSB:BSB11664311
Author : H. Rider Haggard
Publisher : Boomer Books
Page : 396 pages
File Size : 45,6 Mb
Release : 2008-07
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 1434115534
Colonel Harold Quaritch can't seem to escape his violent past-he is still haunted by images of a man he was forced to kill. Can he find peace-and perhaps even love? This publication from Boomer Books is specially designed and typeset for comfortable reading.
Author : H. Rider Haggard
Publisher : Independently Published
Page : 298 pages
File Size : 42,7 Mb
Release : 2018-11-16
Category : Electronic
ISBN : 173137481X
Colonel Quaritch, V.C.by Henry Rider HaggardSir Henry Rider Haggard, KBE, Kt, known as H. Rider Haggard, was an English writer of adventure novels set in exotic locations, predominantly Africa, and a pioneer of the Lost World literary genre. He was also involved in agricultural reform throughout the British Empire.
Author : H. Rider Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 333 pages
File Size : 43,9 Mb
Release : 1894
Category : Electronic
ISBN : OCLC:1106703152
Author : H. Rider Haggard
Publisher : CreateSpace
Page : 210 pages
File Size : 49,8 Mb
Release : 2014-08-29
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 1496158601
There are things and there are faces which, when felt or seen for the first time, stamp themselves upon the mind like a sun image on a sensitized plate and there remain unalterably fixed. To take the instance of a face—we may never see it again, or it may become the companion of our life, but there the picture is just as we first knew it, the same smile or frown, the same look, unvarying and unvariable, reminding us in the midst of change of the indestructible nature of every experience, act, and aspect of our days. For that which has been, is, since the past knows no corruption, but lives eternally in its frozen and completed self. These are somewhat large thoughts to be born of a small matter, but they rose up spontaneously in the mind of a soldierly-looking man who, on the particular evening when this history opens, was leaning over a gate in an Eastern county lane, staring vacantly at a field of ripe corn.[...]
Author : Sir H Rider Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 404 pages
File Size : 53,9 Mb
Release : 2020-11-11
Category : Electronic
ISBN : 9798563180550
Colonel Quaritch, V.C.: A Tale of Country Life is an 1888 novel by H Rider Haggard.Excerpt: ...an awful fluke of mine killing those four birds." Edward Cossey took no notice of the friendly words or outstretched hand, but came straight on as though he intended to walk past him. The Colonel was wondering what it was best to do, for he could not mistake the meaning of the oversight, when the Squire, who was sometimes very quick to notice things, spoke in a loud and decided tone. "Mr. Cossey," he said, "Colonel Quaritch is offering you his hand." "I observe that he is," he answered, setting his handsome face, "but I do not wish to take Colonel Quaritch's hand." Then came a moment's silence, which the Squire again broke. "When a gentleman in my house refuses to take the hand of another gentleman," he said very quietly, "I think that I have a right to ask the reason for his conduct, which, unless that reason is a very sufficient one, is almost as much a slight upon me as upon him." "I think that Colonel Quaritch must know the reason, and will not press me to explain," said Edward Cossey. "I know of no reason," replied the Colonel sternly, "unless indeed it is that I have been so unfortunate as to get the best of Mr. Cossey in a friendly shooting match." "Colonel Quaritch must know well that this is not the reason to which I allude," said Edward. "If he consults his conscience he will probably discover a better one." Ida and her father looked at each other in surprise, while the Colonel by a half involuntary movement stepped between his accuser and the door; and Ida noticed that his face was white with anger. "You have made a very serious implication against me, Mr. Cossey," he said in a cold clear voice. "Before you leave this room you will be so good as to explain it in the presence of those before whom it has been made." "Certainly, if you wish it," he answered, with something like a sneer. "The reason why I refused to take your hand, Colonel Quaritch, is that you have been guilty of conduct which proves to me that you are not a gentleman
Author : Sir H Rider Haggard
Publisher : Independently Published
Page : 240 pages
File Size : 53,7 Mb
Release : 2020-06-13
Category : Electronic
ISBN : 9798653602320
There are things and there are faces which, when felt or seen for the first time, stamp themselves upon the mind like a sun image on a sensitized plate and there remain unalterably fixed. To take the instance of a face-we may never see it again, or it may become the companion of our life, but there the picture is just as we first knew it, the same smile or frown, the same look, unvarying and unvariable, reminding us in the midst of change of the indestructible nature of every experience, act, and aspect of our days. For that which has been, is, since the past knows no corruption, but lives eternally in its frozen and completed self.These are somewhat large thoughts to be born of a small matter, but they rose up spontaneously in the mind of a soldierly-looking man who, on the particular evening when this history opens, was leaning over a gate in an Eastern county lane, staring vacantly at a field of ripe corn.He was a peculiar and rather battered looking individual, apparently over forty years of age, and yet bearing upon him that unmistakable stamp of dignity and self-respect which, if it does not exclusively belong to, is still one of the distinguishing attributes of the English gentleman. In face he was ugly, no other word can express it. Here were not the long mustachios, the almond eyes, the aristocratic air of the Colonel of fiction-for our dreamer was a Colonel. These were-alas! that the truth should be so plain-represented by somewhat scrubby sandy-coloured whiskers, small but kindly blue eyes, a low broad forehead, with a deep line running across it from side to side, something like that to be seen upon the busts of Julius Caesar, and a long thin nose. One good feature, however, he did possess, a mouth of such sweetness and beauty that set, as it was, above a very square and manly-looking chin, it had the air of being ludicrously out of place. "Umph," said his old aunt, Mrs. Massey (who had just died and left him what she possessed), on the occasion of her first introduction to him five-and-thirty years before, "Umph! Nature meant to make a pretty girl of you, and changed her mind after she had finished the mouth. Well, never mind, better be a plain man than a pretty woman. There, go along, boy! I like your ugly face."Nor was the old lady peculiar in this respect, for plain as the countenance of Colonel Harold Quaritch undoubtedly was, people found something very taking about it, when once they became accustomed to its rugged air and stern regulated expression. What that something was it would be hard to define, but perhaps the nearest approach to the truth would be to describe it as a light of purity which, notwithstanding the popular idea to the contrary, is quite as often to be found upon the faces of men as upon those of women. Any person of discernment looking on Colonel Quaritch must have felt that he was in the presence of a good man-not a prig or a milksop, but a man who had attained by virtue of thought and struggle that had left their marks upon him, a man whom it would not be well to tamper with, one to be respected by all, and feared of evildoers. Men felt this, and he was popular among those who knew him in his service, though not in any hail-fellow-well-met kind of way. But among women he was not popular. As a rule they both feared and disliked him. His presence jarred upon the frivolity of the lighter members of their sex, who dimly realised that his nature was antagonistic, and the more solid ones could not understand him. Perhaps this was the reason why Colonel Quaritch had never married, had never even had a love affair since he was five-and- twenty.
Author : Sir H Rider Haggard
Publisher : Unknown
Page : 270 pages
File Size : 42,8 Mb
Release : 2020-05-19
Category : Electronic
ISBN : 9798646898051
...an awful fluke of mine killing those four birds." Edward Cossey took no notice of the friendly words or outstretched hand, but came straight on as though he intended to walk past him. The Colonel was wondering what it was best to do, for he could not mistake the meaning of the oversight, when the Squire, who was sometimes very quick to notice things, spoke in a loud and decided tone. "Mr. Cossey," he said, "Colonel Quaritch is offering you his hand." "I observe that he is," he answered, setting his handsome face, "but I do not wish to take Colonel Quaritch's hand." Then came a moment's silence, which the Squire again broke. "When a gentleman in my house refuses to take the hand of another gentleman," he said very quietly, "I think that I have a right to ask the reason for his conduct, which, unless that reason is a very sufficient one, is almost as much a slight upon me as upon him." "I think that Colonel Quaritch must know the reason, and will not press me to explain," said Edward Cossey. "I know of no reason," replied the Colonel sternly, "unless indeed it is that I have been so unfortunate as to get the best of Mr. Cossey in a friendly shooting match." "Colonel Quaritch must know well that this is not the reason to which I allude," said Edward. "If he consults his conscience he will probably discover a better one." Ida and her father looked at each other in surprise, while the Colonel by a half involuntary movement stepped between his accuser and the door; and Ida noticed that his face was white with anger. "You have made a very serious implication against me, Mr. Cossey," he said in a cold clear voice. "Before you leave this room you will be so good as to explain it in the presence of those before whom it has been made." "Certainly, if you wish it," he answered, with something like a sneer. "The reason why I refused to take your hand, Colonel Quaritch, is that you have been guilty of conduct which proves to me that you are not a gentleman, and, ...