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Title: The Lost Treasure of Trevlyn
A Story of the Days of the Gunpowder Plot

Author: Evelyn Everett-Green

Release Date: September 5, 2005 [EBook #16654]

Language: English

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The Lost Treasure of Trevlyn
A Story of the Days of the Gunpowder Plot

by Evelyn Everett-Green.

Chapter 1: The Inmates Of The Old Gate House.
Chapter 2: The Inmates Of Trevlyn Chase.
Chapter 3: The Lost Treasure.
Chapter 4: A Night On Hammerton Heath.
Chapter 5: The House On The Bridge.
Chapter 6: Martin Holt's Supper Party.
Chapter 7: The Life Of A Great City.
Chapter 8: Cuthbert And Cherry Go Visiting.
Chapter 9: The Wise Woman.
Chapter 10: The Hunted Priest.
Chapter 11: The Lone House On The River.
Chapter 12: May Day In The Forest.
Chapter 13: The Gipsy's Tryst.
Chapter 14: Long Robin.
Chapter 15: Petronella.
Chapter 16: The Pixies' Dell.
Chapter 17: Brother And Sister.
Chapter 18: "Saucy Kate."
Chapter 19: The Cross Way House.
Chapter 20: How It Fared With Cherry.
Chapter 21: The Gipsy's Warning.
Chapter 22: Whispers Abroad.
Chapter 23: Peril For Trevlyn.
Chapter 24: Kate's Courage.
Chapter 25: "On The Dark Flowing River."
Chapter 26: Jacob's Devotion.
Chapter 27: Yuletide At The Cross Way House.

Chapter 1: The Inmates Of The Old Gate House.

"Dost defy me to my face, sirrah?"

"I have no desire to defy you, father, but--"

"But me no 'buts,' and father me no 'fathers,'" stormed the angry
old man, probably quite unconscious of the Shakespearian smack of
his phrase; "I am no father to heretic spawn--a plague and a curse
be on all such! Go to, thou wicked and deceitful boy; thou wilt one
day bitterly rue thy evil practices. Thinkest thou that I will
harbour beneath my roof one who sets me at open defiance; one who
is a traitor to his house and to his faith?"

A dark flush had risen in the face of the tall, slight youth, with
the thoughtful brow and resolute mouth, as his father's first words
fell upon his ears, and thr