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A Prince Of Sinners

Auhtor: E Phillips Oppenheim

Language: english

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Review by A. Dent, December 2010


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

A Prince Of Sinners by E Phillips Oppenheim. Already the sweepers were busy in the deserted hall and the lights burned low. Of the great audience who had filled the place only half-an-hour ago not one remained. The echoes of their tumultuous cheering seemed still to linger amongst the rafters the dust which their feet had raised hung about in a little cloud. But the long rows of benches were empty the sweepers moved ghostlike amongst the shadows and an old woman was throwing tealeaves here and there about the platform. In the committee-room behind a little group of men were busy with their leave-takings. The candidate a tall somewhat burly man with hard shrewd face and loosely knit figure was shaking hands with every one. His tone and manner savoured still of the rostrum.

Excerpts from the Book 'A Prince Of Sinners':


... to spend.' Just now I am not considering the question of why the American can send salable boots and shoes into this country, although the reasons ...
... There was an influx of guests. Mrs. Bullsom, reduced to a state of chaotic nervousness, was pushed as far into the background as possible ...
... We should so much have liked to come, shouldn't we, Louise? Of course we should, Louise answered, snappishly. I can't think ...
... promising them life and hope and better things. Surely if this was a betrayal it was an evil deed, not passively to be borne. Mr. Bullsom had ...
... and something very much like a wink to Mary. Selina screamed, and looked fearfully around the room. What do you mean, papa? she exclaimed. ...
... knock yourself up. You're tackling this job in rare style. I can tell you that Henslow is delighted. I'm much obliged to you for saying so, ...
... police-court missionary. This girl has forced me to bring him to life again. It was a strange silence which followed. Brooks sat back in his ...
... flavour out of life for the last few weeks. At the hotel he glanced at the clock. It was just eight, and he was to accompany the Bullsoms to the ...
... shrugged his shoulders. I've decided to go in for something, he said politics or society or something of that sort. What do you recommend? ...
... table, gave a final shove of discomfiture to a meek-faced girl whom she had suspected of an attempt to supersede her, and presented herself before ...
... as you call 'em, he answered, may not be exactly up to your idea of refinement, but I wouldn't call 'em names if I were you. They've made ...
... been in. Your father should stand for Parliament himself, Brooks suggested. It is really possible that Mr. Bullsom, being a man governed ...
... Brooks answered. He agrees with you. I am glad that you have had the sense to go to him, she said. Tell me, are you just run down, on is ...
... think, dear, she said, that you are wise in encouraging a charity which is not in any way under the control of the Church? Oh, isn't it? ...
... who are too proud to show the better part of themselves, who rather than court pity or even sympathy will wear a mask always, will hide the good ...
... her father with uplifted eyebrows. Why, father, where on earth have you been? she exclaimed. I never saw anybody such a sight. Your shirt is ...
... Channel. Brooks settled down to work, and found it a little wearisome. He saw nothing of Mary Scott, whose duties now brought her seldom to the ...
... That young man would be better able to understand now the mighty power of the Church which he had so wantonly disregarded. But it was not the ...
... The crisis is fast approaching, and it must be faced. These people have the right to live, and they have the right to demand that legislation ...
... I was hoping that your visit had no object at all, and that you had been good enough just to look me up. I should not have intruded without ...