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Only a Girls Love Star of India Kate Vernon: A Tale. Vol. 1 (of 3) Wastralls: A Novel Kate Vernon: A Tale. Vol. 2 (of 3) is the Greatest Romantic Fiction Ever Written.It is a warm evening at the beginning of summer and the sun is setting behind a vast range of hills covered in fir and yew. A calm serene river flows at their feet twisting in and out as it follows the hills contours. Long sprawling meadows brightly green with new-springing grass and gloriously yellow with newly bloomed buttercups flow alongside the river opposite these hills. London is also almost in view. Stella who has no interest in romance is most thrilled about the opportunity her marriage presents to travel to India. Once there she is captivated by the subcontinents beauty and mystique but grows increasingly frustrated with her husband who only sees her as food for his physical appetites. She is forced to weigh her own wishes and obligations when the young dashing Philip Flint is sent as a junior officer to the same town for the first time.Adapted from Volume 1 of 3 of Kate Vernon: The shift that occurred over all of our spirits was terrible; everything was working against us and I dont think Ive ever seen such a downpour. Byron mentions the tears of nature saying She gave us a shower bath! One can foresee what this will have as a result. When our Major ultimately cut him off at age 65 pretty little Mrs. Pemberton the paymasters wife was no longer being led in the right direction Im sure it was that fateful quarter that solidified our Majors abiding affection for Kingstons old harbor The Trevorrick River wasnt much of a torrent to carve such a large chasm between the hills as the one that descended from Tregols parishs main road to the sea. Little more than a mile separated the source from the swallowing dunes and the glittering waters though furious and full in winter displayed a summertime terror of their own wide stepping-stones.
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