My Lady Rotha: A Romance Read online

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  Death of Tzerclas.--p. 368]

  MY LADY ROTHA

  A Romance

  BY

  STANLEY J. WEYMAN

  AUTHOR OF

  "A GENTLEMAN OF FRANCE," "UNDER THE RED ROBE," "THE HOUSE OF THE WOLF," ETC.

  NEW YORK

  LONGMANS, GREEN, AND CO.

  1894

  Copyright, 1894, By STANLEY J. WEYMAN.

  CONTENTS

  CHAPTER

  I. Heritzburg.

  II. The Countess Rotha.

  III. The Burgomaster's Demand.

  IV. The Fire Alight.

  V. Marie Wort.

  VI. Rupert the Great.

  VII. The Pride of Youth.

  VIII. A Catastrophe.

  IX. Walnuts of Gold.

  X. The Camp in the Forest.

  XI. Stolen.

  XII. Near The Edge.

  XIII. Our Quarters.

  XIV. The Opening of a Duel.

  XV. The Duel Continued.

  XVI. The General's Banquet.

  XVII. Stalhanske's Finns.

  XVIII. A Sudden Expedition.

  XIX. In a Green Valley.

  XX. More Haste, Less Speed.

  XXI. Among the Wounded.

  XXII. Greek and Greek.

  XXIII. The Flight.

  XXIV. Missing.

  XXV. Nuremberg.

  XXVI. The Face at the Window.

  XXVII. The House in the Churchyard.

  XXVIII. Under the Tiles.

  XXIX. In the House by St. Austin's.

  XXX. The End of the Day.

  XXXI. The Trial.

  XXXII. A Poor Guerdon.

  XXXIII. Two Men.

  XXXIV. Suspense.

  XXXV. St. Bartholomew's Day.

  XXXVI. A Wingless Cupid.

  LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

  Death Of Tzerclas. _Frontispiece_

  ... she came presently to me with a bowl of broth in her hands and a timid smile on her lips.

  ... with her own hands she drove the nail.... Then she turned.

  ... Ludwig, all his indifference cast to the winds, continued to stamp and scream.

  The general waited on her with the utmost attention, riding by her bridle-rein.

  We were alone.... I whispered in her ear.

  Before I could recover myself a pair of strong arms closed round mine and bound them to my sides.

  But with all--she controlled herself. She rose stiffly from her seat.

  MY LADY ROTHA.