Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson

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Portrait of Robert Louis Stevenson Robert Louis Stevenson Kidnapped (Illustrated)

The thought of a separation ran always the stronger in my mind; and the more I approved of it, the more ashamed I grew of my approval. It would be a fine, handsome, generous thing, indeed, for Alan to turn round and say to me: “Go, I am in the most danger, and my company only increases yours.” But for me to turn to the friend who certainly loved me, and say to him: “You are in great danger, I am in but little; your friendship is a burden; go, take your risks and bear your hardships alone—” no, that was impossible; and even to think of it privily to myself, made my cheeks to burn.
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Portrait of Robert Louis Stevenson Robert Louis Stevenson Kidnapped (Illustrated)

WHAT BEFELL AT THE QUEEN’S FERRY AS soon as we came to the inn, Ransome led us up the stair to a small room, with a bed in it, and heated like an oven by a great fire of coal. At a table hard by the chimney, a tall, dark, sober-looking man sat writing. In spite of the heat of the room, he wore a thick sea-jacket, buttoned to the neck, and a tall hairy cap drawn down over his ears; yet I never saw any man, not even a judge upon the bench, look cooler, or more studious and self-possessed, than this ship-captain.
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Portrait of Robert Louis Stevenson Robert Louis Stevenson Kidnapped (Illustrated)

I cried. “I’m a Whig, or little better; but I call it noble.”
“Ay,” said he, “ye’re a Whig, but ye’re a gentleman; and that’s what does it. Now, if ye were one of the cursed race of Campbell, ye would gnash your teeth to hear tell of it. If ye were the Red Fox....” And at that name, his teeth shut together, and he ceased speaking. I have seen many a grim face, but never a grimmer than Alan’s when he had named the Red Fox.
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