M. Bowen

In the year 1444 there reigned in Brittany, one of the fairest fiefs of France, François II., son of the great Duke, Jean V. and Jeanne of France, daughter of the unfortunate Charles VI. He came to the throne in a time of peace. Between him and his two brothers was perfect friendship, and the wars that tore France did not disturb Brittany, unmol...

""There is one subject that we seldom touch upon,"" said Sir William. ""And that is one upon which I am curious to hear you speak."" John de Witt looked up quickly. ""Ah, sir,"" he smiled faintly. ""You are of a probing disposition-what is this subject?"" ""The Prince."" ""The Prince-"" repeated M. de Witt, and an intent expression that might ha...

The Austrian guns had ceased with the early sunset, and the desolate city of Prague was silent, encompassed by the enemy and the hard, continuous cold of a Bohemian December: in the hall of Vladislav in the Hradcany, that ancient palace of ancient kings that rose above the town, several French officers wrapped in heavy cloaks were walking up and...

On a certain day in November, a misty day with sharpness under the mist, a gentleman was walking out of the little town of St. Ives, which stood black and bleak above the bleak, black waters of the Ouse and the mournful clusters of bare, drooping willows. It was late in the afternoon, and there chanced to be no one abroad in the grazing lands ou...

Three young men were walking through one of the quietest streets of Alcalà. Their rich appointments and courteous demeanour marked them as belonging to the noble youths who studied at the University of Alcalà, which was as learned as Salamanca, and more fashionable, and gave a great air of dignity to the little town on the Henares, which, now in...

My Lord, Having had some proof of your kindness when I was last at Whitehall, makes me hope now that you will not refuse interceding for me with the King, being I know, though too late, how I have been misled; were I not clearly convinced of that, I would rather die a thousand deaths than say what I do. I writ yesterday to the King, and the chie...

Intellectual property attorneys, romance publishers, and librarians—the very last people you’d expect to be mixed up in murder! Add a pinch of authentic Civil War re-enactors and a sparkling tour of Kansas City, and voilà, a classic yet up-to-the-minute crime. Rep and Melissa Pennyworth head west from Indiana to a re-enactment of a Civil War bat...