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St. Ives: Being The Adventures of a French Prisoner in England is an unfinished novel by Robert Louis Stevenson. It was completed in 1898 by Arthur Quiller-Couch. Unable to write, Stevenson dictated thirty chapters of the novel to his stepdaughter as a diversion from his debilitating illness.
- Robert Louis Stevenson
- 1897
- 1897
- Novel
St Ives, 1897. Read the Virtual Book. Summary. St Ives: Being the Adventures of a French Prisoner in England is set during the Napoleonic Wars. The hero, St Ives, is a French prisoner of war being held at Edinburgh Castle. In prison he is known as Champdivers (his mother’s family name).
- Chapter I—A Tale of A Lion Rampant
- Chapter Ii—A Tale of A Pair of Scissors
- Chapter Iii—Major Chevenix Comes Into The Story, Andgoguelat Goes Out
- Chapter Iv—St. Ives Gets A Bundle of Bank Notes
- Chapter V—St. Ives Is Shown A House
- Chapter Vi—The Escape
- Chapter Vii—Swanston Cottage
- Chapter VIII—The Hen-House
- Chapter Ix—Three Is Company, and Four None
- Chapter X—The Drovers
It was in the month of May 1813 that I was so unlucky as tofall at last into the hands of the enemy. My knowledge ofthe English language had marked me out for a certainemployment. Though I cannot conceive a soldier refusing toincur the risk, yet to be hanged for a spy is a disgustingbusiness; and I was relieved to be held a prisoner of war. Into th...
I was still plunged in these thoughts when the bell was rungthat discharged our visitors into the street. Our littlemarket was no sooner closed than we were summoned to thedistribution, and received our rations, which we were thenallowed to eat according to fancy in any part of ourquarters. I have said the conduct of some of our visitors was unbear...
There was never any talk of a recovery, and no time was lostin getting the man’s deposition. He gave but the oneaccount of it: that he had committed suicide because he was sickof seeing so many Englishmen. The doctor vowed it wasimpossible, the nature and direction of the wound forbiddingit. Goguelat replied that he was more ingenious than theother...
I was surprised one morning, shortly after, to find myself theobject of marked consideration by a civilian and astranger. This was a man of the middle age; he had a faceof a mulberry colour, round black eyes, comical tufted eyebrows,and a protuberant forehead; and was dressed in clothes of aQuakerish cut. In spite of his plainness, he had thatinscr...
The lawyer was scarce gone before I remembered many omissions;and chief among these, that I had neglected to get Mr. BurchellFenn’s address. Here was an essential pointneglected; and I ran to the head of the stairs to find myselfalready too late. The lawyer was beyond my view; in thearchway that led downward to the castle gate, only the red coatand...
The time for our escape drew near, and the nearer it came theless we seemed to enjoy the prospect. There is but one sideon which this castle can be left either with dignity or safety;but as there is the main gate and guard, and the chief street ofthe upper city, it is not to be thought of by escapingprisoners. In all other directions an abominable ...
I had two views. The first was, naturally, to get clearof Edinburgh Castle and the town, to say nothing of myfellow-prisoners; the second to work to the southward so long asit was night, and be near Swanston Cottage by morning. WhatI should do there and then, I had no guess, and did not greatlycare, being a devotee of a couple of divinities called ...
I was half an hour at least in the society of thesedistressing bipeds, and alone with my own reflections andnecessities. I was in great pain of my flayed hands, andhad nothing to treat them with; I was hungry and thirsty, and hadnothing to eat or to drink; I was thoroughly tired, and there wasno place for me to sit. To be sure there was the floor, ...
The rest of the day I slept in the corner of the hen-houseupon Flora’s shawl. Nor did I awake until a lightshone suddenly in my eyes, and starting up with a gasp (for,indeed, at the moment I dreamed I was still swinging from theCastle battlements) I found Ronald bending over me with alantern. It appeared it was past midnight, that I had sleptabout ...
It took me a little effort to come abreast of my newcompanion; for though he walked with an ugly roll and no greatappearance of speed, he could cover the around at a good ratewhen he wanted to. Each looked at the other: I with naturalcuriosity, he with a great appearance of distaste. I haveheard since that his heart was entirely set against me; he ...
Ives: Being The Adventures of a French Prisoner in England (1897) is an unfinished novel by Robert Louis Stevenson. Arthur Quiller-Couch completed the novel in 1898. Captain Jacques St....
- Robert Louis Stevenson
- Book Jungle, 2010
- 1438535597, 9781438535593
- St Ives
The irreverent tale revolves around the exploits of Captain Jacques St. Ives who is captured by the British and thrown in jail. While there, he meets the droll Miss Gilchrist and her lovely...
St. Ives is a historical adventure novel by Robert Louis Stevenson. St. Ives tells the story of a French hussar officer Jacques St. Ives imprisoned by the British in Scotland.
St Ives, 1897 Read the Virtual Book Summary St Ives: Being the Adventures of a French Prisoner in England is set during the Napoleonic Wars. The hero, St Ives, is a French prisoner of war being held at Edinburgh Castle.
