Excerpts from the Book 'Pimpernel And Rosemary':

... the room, rested for an instant first on one door, then on another, as if in fear that those spies whom she so dreaded were lurking behind them, ...
... what had become of Anna. I cannot leave them alone, Jasper, she said slowly I cannot. All this petty tyranny makes my blood boil. ...
... come back so as to support her in her interview with Naniescu. However, this wish was only a momentary weakness. She had been accustomed for years ...
... had meant in her life: youth, humanity and enthusiasm. And suddenly she was brought back to Kis-Imre and to the reality of the present situation ...
... loud call of Hallo! to which Peter gave a lusty response. A voice shouted: We are going in! Right-o! Peter responded. We'll come in ...
... It is here, gracious lady, the man replied and fumbling with the belt that held his ragged trousers round his waist, he drew from underneath ...
... field. Not a trace of anxiety or even preoccupation on any of those dear, beaming faces. Elza was as excited as any of them, worried ...
... when she had lain crushed and bruised in his arms, the gaze which that other night in the Albert Hall box had filled her soul with abiding regret. ...
... their hats, the women hastily bobbed a curtsy, the children stood stock-still, finger in mouth, staring. A few, bolder than the rest, ran forward ...
... fat hands and exclaimed in wonderment: Ils sont impayables, ces Anglais! Then we may take it, de Kervoisin went on, that the ...
... despair? Elza, if she knew, Rosemary rejoined, with an obstinate toss of her head, would be the first to wish me to stand firm. ...
... away with a shudder from thoughts of this evening, when she probed the full depth of Jasper's passion for her, and saw before her like a row of ...
... argument she turned to go, he added blandly: And Peter. To this final taunt Rosemary made no reply. Her thoughts were in a whirl, but through ...
... England at once, or leave matters as they stand. The suggestion was so practical that Rosemary felt really grateful. She walked with him ...
... Her chestnut-coloured hair lay in luscious waves over her forehead and round her perfectly shaped little head, and when she smiled her small white ...
... H'odmezo? Not at this hour, gracious lady. Or a vehicle of any sort? The guard shook his head. Rosemary could have screamed with ...
... write to the commanding officer, Lieutenant Uriesu said at the end, I am sure he will give the permit milady requires. I will certainly take ...
... days hoping for news of him. But none came. Captain Payson heard in an indirect way that Peter was still in Transylvania, but no reliance could ...
... they were veiled by the delicate, blue-veined lids, but he had a glimpse of her breast like mother-of-pearl, and of her small hand clinging tightly ...
... her at the table. Recently attached to the British Military Mission in Hungary, Captain Payson and his young wife lived at the Hungaria. It had ...