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Title: My Lady Peggy Goes to Town

Author: Frances Aymar Mathews

Illustrator: Harrison Fisher

Release date: November 5, 2015 [eBook #50388]
Most recently updated: October 22, 2024

Language: English

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Then Lady Peggy, laughing...

MY LADY PEGGY
GOES TO TOWN

By
FRANCES AYMAR MATHEWS
ILLUSTRATED BY HARRISON FISHER
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS : NEW YORK
Copyright, 1901,
By The Bowen-Merrill Company
MY LADY PEGGY GOES TO TOWN
THE DECORATIONS DESIGNED BY VIRGINIA KEEP
THE COVER DESIGNED BY FRANCIS HAZENPLUG
ILLUSTRATIONS
Then Lady Peggy, laughing, humming such a gay snatch of a song, comes tripping down the stairs. Frontispiece
 
And Lady Peggy and her woman found themselves on the road to town. Page 40
 
“A touch, a hit!” cry all at once as a spurt of blood darts up the supposed Sir Robin’s blade. Page 68
 
Two watched her as she came in on Beau Brummell’s arm. Page 112
 
At the table sat Kennaston, inky-fingered, scribbling; eyes now rolling to the ceiling, now roving hither and yon. Page 158
The instant that Lady Peggy felt herself in the highwayman’s saddle, she knew that her wrists had met their match. Page 186
 
 
“I am Sir Robin McTart! Who, the devil, are you?” Page 278
 
 
“Ah, Peggy, my adored one,” says he, devouring her pale face with his happy eyes. Page 336