Hugh Gwyeth: A Roundhead Cavalier

Hugh Gwyeth: A Roundhead Cavalier

Up in the tops of the tall elms that overshadowed the east wing of Everscombe manor house the ancient rooks were gravely wrangling. A faint morning breeze swept the green branches and, as the leaves stirred, the warm September sunlight smiting through fell in flakes of yellow on the dark flagstones of the terrace below. For a moment Hugh Gwyeth ceased to toss up and catch the ball in his hand, while he stood to count the yellow spots that shifted on the walk. Eight, nine,but other thoughts so filled his head that there he lost count and once more took up his listless tramp. Off to his left, where beyond the elms the lawn sloped down to the park, he could hear the calls of the boys at play,his Oldesworth cousins and Aunt Rachel Millingtons sons. The Millingtons had come to Everscombe a week before out of Worcestershire, where the kings men were up in arms and had plundered their house. Yet the young Millingtons were playing at ball with the 2Oldesworth lads as if it were only a holiday. Children! Hugh muttered contemptuously and, conscious of his own newly completed sixteen years, threw an increased dignity into his step. He was a wiry lad, of a slender, youthful figure, but for all that he carried himself well and with little awkwardness. Neither was he ill-looking; though there was a reddish tinge to his close-cut hair it changed to gold when he came into the sunlight, and at all times there was in his blue eyes a steady, frank look that made those who liked him forget the freckles across the bridge of his nose and cheek bones, and the almost aggressive squareness of his chin. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

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Ebook Number: 52962
Author: Dix, Beulah Marie
Release Date: Sep 2, 2016
Format: eBook
Language: English