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Poor Man's Rock
Bertrand W Sinclair
Poor Man's Rock
Bertrand W Sinclair
The man's face darkened as he watched the distance lessen between the two craft. He reached under a locker and drew out a rifle. The girl's high pinkish color fled. She caught him by the arm. "Donald, Donald," she said breathlessly, "there's not to be any fighting." "Am I to let them lay alongside, hand you aboard, and then sail back to Maple Point, laughing at us for soft and simple fools?" he said quietly. "They can't take you from me so easily as that. There are only three of them aboard. I won't hurt them unless they force me to it, but I'm not so chicken-hearted as to let them have things all their own way. Sometimes a man must fight, Bessie.
Media | Boeken Paperback Book (Boek met zachte kaft en gelijmde rug) |
Vrijgegeven | 16 maart 2017 |
ISBN13 | 9781544663746 |
Uitgevers | Createspace Independent Publishing Platf |
Pagina's | 230 |
Afmetingen | 152 × 229 × 12 mm · 312 g |
Taal en grammatica | Engels |
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