A. T. Quiller-Couch

A. T. Quiller-Couch

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Portrait of A. T. Quiller-Couch A. T. Quiller-Couch John-for-the-King! (1912)

So these three gallant gentlemen were left, with a garrison of some fifteen or sixteen hundred souls (about three hundred being women and children) to obey a hopeless order, which yet suited with their mettle. That same evening fatigue parties were marched down to Arwenack House, some to demolish the park wall and outbuildings, others to save the family portraits on the walls and the good wine in the cellar.
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Portrait of A. T. Quiller-Couch A. T. Quiller-Couch John-for-the-King! (1912)

He had been bred under the shadow of the Arundell shield, and had never dared to look from under its rim. His wife thought for herself now and then.
“Silly old siege, this!” grumbled Andrew as he huddled in bed that night, wondering how soon sleep would come to drug a hungry belly. “There'd be trouble enough, I reckon, if folks knew about this Raglan.”
“Who’s Raglan?” asked his wife sleepily.
“Tisn’t a who; ’tis an it—another damned Castle, same as this, and th’ old Squire ’s holdin’ out against it for a wager. I hears talk at table.
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