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| Author:
| Hill, Grace Livingston |
| Editor:
| Rubin, Howard |
| Produced by:
| Books, Only |
| ISBN: | 978-1-5196-6226-2 |
| Publication Date: | Dec 2015 |
| Publisher: | CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
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| Book Format: | Paperback |
| List Price: | USD $9.90 |
Book Description:
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Grace Livingston Hill (April 16, 1865 - 1947) was an early 20th-century novelist and wrote both under her real name and the pseudonym Marcia Macdonald. She wrote over 100 novels and numerous short stories. Her characters were most often young female Christian women or those who become so within the confines of the story.In the midst of a desperate world war, spirited Ruth Macdonald helps a lonely soldier find the love he longs for.Extract :Two young men in officers' uniforms entered...
More DescriptionGrace Livingston Hill (April 16, 1865 - 1947) was an early 20th-century novelist and wrote both under her real name and the pseudonym Marcia Macdonald. She wrote over 100 novels and numerous short stories. Her characters were most often young female Christian women or those who become so within the confines of the story.In the midst of a desperate world war, spirited Ruth Macdonald helps a lonely soldier find the love he longs for.Extract :Two young men in officers' uniforms entered the smoker of a suburban train, and after the usual formalities of matches and cigarettes settled back to enjoy their ride out to Bryne Haven. "What d'ye think of that girl I introduced you to the other night, Harry? Isn't she a pippin?" asked the second lieutenant taking a luxurious puff at his cigarette. "I should say, Bobbie, she's some girl! Where d'ye pick her up? I certainly owe you one for a good time." "Don't speak of it, Harry. Come on with me and try it again. I'm going to see her friend to-night and can get her over the 'phone any time. She's just nuts about you. What do you say? Shall I call her up?" "Well, hardly to-night, Bob," said the first lieutenant thoughtfully, "she's a ripping fine girl and all that, of course, but the fact is, Bob, I've decided to marry Ruth Macdonald and I haven't much time left before I go over. I think I'll have to get things fixed up between us to-night, you see. Perhaps--later----. But no. I guess that wouldn't do. Ruth's folks are rather fussy about such things. It might get out. No, Bob, I'll have to forego the pleasures you offer me this time." The second lieutenant sat up and whistled: "You've decided to marry Ruth Macdonald!" he ejaculated, staring. "But has Ruth Macdonald decided to marry you?"