Devon Boys:

Devon Boys: A Tale of the North Shore

Name: Devon Boys: A Tale of the North Shore
Author: Fenn, George Manville, 1831-1909; Browne, Gordon, 1858-1932 [Illustrator]

作者：Fenn, George Manville, 1831-1909; Browne, Gordon, 1858-1932 [Illustrator]
体例：题　章数：125
字数：462,224　来源：Project Gutenberg

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Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England
THE DEVON BOYS, A TALE OF THE NORTH SHORE, BY GEORGE MANVILLE FENN.
CHAPTER ONE.
SELF AND FRIENDS.
CHAPTER TWO.
OUR CLIFFS.
CHAPTER THREE.
A GUNPOWDER PLOT.
CHAPTER FOUR.
THE EXPLOSION.
CHAPTER FIVE.
WE DINE WITH A SMUGGLER.
CHAPTER SIX.
A SEA-SIDE WEIR.
I nodded.
I shook my head. I was dry, and meant to keep so now, and said so.
CHAPTER SEVEN.
I STARTLE MY FATHER.
I did not answer.
CHAPTER EIGHT.
THE DOCTOR AND I BUILD A FURNACE.
CHAPTER NINE.
THE RESULT OF THE SMELTING.
I nodded.
I shook my head at that, and felt rather lofty.
CHAPTER TEN.
WE BALE THE ROCK POOL.
CHAPTER ELEVEN.
A TERRIBLE DANGER.
CHAPTER TWELVE.
WE MAKE ANOTHER SLIP.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
A PERILOUS SWIM.
Devon Boys--by George Manville Fenn
CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
JUST IN TIME.
I told him.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN.
BACK TO SCHOOL.
I said "Good-bye" to my father, who shook my hand warmly.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
OUR SILVER MINE.
I shook my head.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
WE HAVE A LITTLE FISHING.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
THE FOLLOWING NIGHT.
CHAPTER NINETEEN.
A FRIEND IN NEED.
I yawned and shivered.
CHAPTER TWENTY.
THE CAPTAIN OF THE LUGGER.
I began a sentence, but Bob cut me short.
I nodded rather grimly.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.
THE KNIFE BOB WANTED.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE.
OLD SAM IS UNHAPPY.
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR.
DOWN THE SILVER MINE.
I was just about to descend when a voice behind me made me turn.
I turned to confront Bigley Uggleston, who looked at me imploringly.
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE.
FRIENDS AND ENEMIES.
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.
FOREARMED AS WELL AS FOREWARNED.
I handed the first pistol to him, and he laid it beneath the swords.
I nodded, and wondered whether there would be.
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN.
READY FOR THE FRENCH.
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT.
DRILLING OUR MEN.
I offered him my hand, but he did not take it.
I shook my head and began to wonder what it meant.
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE.
WE LOSE OUR BOAT.
CHAPTER THIRTY.
A NIGHT ON THE ROCKS.
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.
THE SMUGGLERS' LANDING.
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO.
DOING ONE'S DUTY.
CHAPTER THIRTY THREE.
OLD UGGLESTON IS TOO SHARP FOR THE REVENUE.
I glanced at old Jonas, and his eyes twinkled with satisfaction.
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR.
I SEEM TO BE AN ENEMY TO AN OLD FRIEND.
I was glad, but still I was going away. Bigley stopped me though.
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE.
BIGLEY DOES NOT THINK HIS FATHER IS A DOG.
CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.
THE LUGGER'S RETURN.
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN.
SUSPICIONS OF DANGER.
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT.
THE LANDING OF THE FRENCH.
I listened.
CHAPTER THIRTY NINE.
DESPERATE TIMES.
I felt afterwards how right he was, but then it seemed almost cowardly.
I looked out quickly.
CHAPTER FORTY.
AFTER THE FIGHT.
I trembled as I helped, and forgot my own pains.
CHAPTER FORTY ONE.
AMONGST THE WOUNDED.
CHAPTER FORTY TWO.
A FIGHT AT SEA.
I was about to answer, but his eyes closed and he fainted dead away.
I sank upon the seat with a sigh, for I felt weak.
CHAPTER FORTY THREE.
BIGLEY FEELS HIS POSITION.
CHAPTER FORTY FOUR.
BIGLEY MAKES A DISCOVERY.
I tore open the letter and read it in a few moments.
I gave him the letter to read, and he wrinkled up his brow.
CHAPTER FORTY FIVE.
TRYING AN IMPOSSIBILITY.
I had hardly spoken these words when my father appeared at the door.
CHAPTER FORTY SIX.
TREASURES FROM THE DEEP.
CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN.
LAST MEMORIES.
THE END.