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A Heroine Of France

Auhtor: Evelyn Everett Green

Language: english
Published: 1903

Genres:

adventure,  religion,  young readers
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Review by Dr. Bojan Tunguz, March 2007


Rating: (*****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'A Heroine Of France':

Evelyn Ward Everett-Green (17 November 1856 London - 23 April 1932 Funchal) was an English novelist who started her writing career with improving and pious stories for children and later wrote historical fiction for older girls and then adult romantic fiction. She wrote about 350 books: more than 200 under her own name and others using the pen-names H. F. E. Cecil Adair E. Ward or Evelyn Dare.

Excerpts from the Book 'A Heroine Of France':


... her divine commission.. And what answer did the Seigneur de Baudricourt make to her.. He gazed upon her full for awhile, and then he suddenly ...
... the meaning of which I was at no loss to understand. He thought that Bertrand's head had been something turned, and that he had become a visionary, ...
... still, but without such wonderful glow, and our horses at the same time ceased their trembling and their rigid stillness of pose. They shook their ...
... spirit, she never spoke with anger or impatience much of her time was spent in a little chapel in the crypt of the church at Vaucouleurs, where ...
... her thoughts were for him alone. There was something very strange and beautiful in her aspect as she stood there. Her face was pale from her vigil ...
... villages, lest we should draw too much notice upon ourselves. Ofttimes we suffered from cold, from hunger, from drenching rains and bitter winds. Once ...
... great audience chamber seemed full of dazzling jewels and gorgeous raiment. One could scarce see the faces and figures in the shifting throng for the ...
... with the King and his Ministers, and tell them that which she was resolved to do, whether they counselled it or no. At such moments she appeared gifted ...
... holy cleansing and blessing, that the Lord may indeed be with us and rest amongst us, and that His heart be not grieved and burdened by that which He ...
... with the women.. And let a woman come and lead their comrades to battle. I said, laughing. Have you seen the wonderful Maid of whom all the ...
... I tell you the truth, these men are jealous of the Angelic Maid whom Heaven has sent us. They say that she will take from them all the honour and glory ...
... end. The Maid came-victory rode beside her. Nought we could do availed when she appeared. I had thought to be left to die upon the battlefield, but ...
... tell yet my heart burned within me as I followed our mistress and never had I known her so silent as she was upon our journey back, or as we sat ...
... in a moment. Where was the weakness, the feebleness, the faintness of the wounded girl. All gone-all swallowed up in the triumph of the victorious ...
... King, and the delays imposed by his Council. For the men who had marched from Orleans, flushed with victory, eager to rush headlong upon the foe and ...
... light kindle in the monarch's eyes, and knew that her words had prevailed with him, she stood apart as one who dreams and over her face there stole ...
... my Lord has told me that within three days I shall lead you into the town, and false Burgundy and proud England shall there be overthrown.. Pouf. ...
... Archeveche, hard by the Cathedral, I slipped out of my place in the ranks, and passed beneath the archway into the courtyard of the old inn, where ...
... Tree, and the old familiar faces, and listen once more to the Angelus bell. I had thought that I should by this have earned my rest. I had not thought ...
... of God. But hold. I must not let my pen run away too fast with me. I am leaping to the end, before the end has come. But, as I say, I have no heart ...