Roland Cashel, Volume I (of II)
To G. P. B. JAMES, Esq.
Dear James,—You, once upon a time, dedicated to me a tale of deep and thrilling interest Let me now inscribe to you this volume on the plea of that classic authority who, in the interchange of armour, “gave Brass for Gold.”
It is, however, far less to repay the obligation of a debt by giving you a “Roland”—not for your “Oliver,” but your “Stepmother”—than for the pleasure of recording one “Fact” in a bulky tome of Fiction, that I now write your name at the head of this page,—that fact being, the warm memory I cherish of all our pleasant hours of intercourse, and the sincere value I place upon the honor of your friendship.
Yours, in all esteem and affection,
CHARLES LEVER.
Palazzo Ximenes, Florence, Oct 20, 1849.
I first thought of this story—I should say I planned it, if the expression were not misleading—when living at the Lake of Como. There, in a lovely little villa—the “Cima”—on the border of the lake, with that glorious blending of Alpine scenery and garden-like luxuriance around me, and little or none of interruption or intercourse, I had abundant time to make acquaintance with my characters and follow them into innumerable situations, and through adventures far more extraordinary and exciting than I dared afterwards to recount.
I do not know how it may be with other story-tellers, but I have to own for myself that the personages of a novel gain over at times a degree of interest very little inferior to that inspired by living and real people, and that this is especially the case when I have found myself in some secluded spot and seeing little of the world. To such an ascendancy has this deception attained, that more than once I have found myself trying to explain why this person should have done that, and by what impulse that other was led into something else. In fact, I have found that there are conditions of the mind in which purely imaginary creations assume the characters of actual people, and act positively as though they were independent of the will that invented them.
Charles James Lever
ROLAND CASHEL
With Illustrations By Phiz,
In Two Volumes. Vol. I.
PREFACE.
ROLAND CASHEL.
CHAPTER I. DON PEDRO'S GUESTS.
CHAPTER II. A CHALLENGE—AND HOW IT ENDED.
CHAPTER III. MR. SIMMS ON LIFE AT THE VILLA
CHAPTER IV. THE KENNYFECK HOUSEHOLD
CHAPTER V. HOW ROLAND BECAME ENTITLED TO THE GODFREY BROWNE PROPERTY.
CHAPTER VI. A FRACAS IN THE BETTING-RING.
CHAPTER VII. PEEPS BEHIND THE CURTAIN.
CHAPTER VIII. LOVE v. LAW
CHAPTER IX. AN EXCITING ADVENTURE
CHAPTER X. THE COMING DINNER-PARTY DISCUSSED
CHAPTER XI. A DRIVE WITH THE LADIES.
CHAPTER XII. THE GREAT KENNYFECK DINNER.
CHAPTER XIII. TUBBER-BEG.
CHAPTER XIV. MR. LINTON REVEALS HIS DESIGNS.
CHAPTER XV. AT THE GAMING TABLE.
CHAPTER XVI. WHAT ROLAND OVERHEARD AT THE MONEY LENDER'S
CHAPTER XVII. SCANNING THE POLITICAL HORIZON.
CHAPTER XVIII. UNDER THE GREEN-WOOD TREE.
CHAPTER XIX. THE DOMESTIC DETECTIVE CONSULTED.
CHAPTER XX. HOW ENRIQUE'S LETTER WAS LOST AND FOUND.
CHAPTER XXI. THE CONSPIRATORS DISTURBED
CHAPTER XXII. VISIT TO THE “CASHEL PICTURE GALLERY.”
CHAPTER XXIII. LINTON VISITS HIS ESTATE.
CHAPTER XXIV. BREAKFAST WITH MR. CORRIGAN.
CHAPTER XXV. TUBBERMORE TRANSFORMED.
CHAPTER XXVI. BAD GENERALSHIP
CHAPTER XXVII. LIEUTENANT SICKLETON'S PATENT PUMP.
CHAPTER XXVIII. A SPLIT IN THE KENNYFECK CABINET
CHAPTER XXIX. STORM AND WRECK.
CHAPTER XXX. MISS LEICESTER'S DREAM AND ITS FULFILMENT
CHAPTER XXXI. THE GUESTS BEGIN TO ARRIVE.
CHAPTER XXXII. HOW THE VISITORS FARED
CHAPTER XXXIII. ROLAND'S INTRODUCTION TO MR. CORRIGAN
CHAPTER XXXIV. ROLAND “HEARS SOMETHING TO HIS ADVANTAGE.”
CHAPTER XXXV. MISS JEMIMA MEEK.