Free Soil

Excerpt from Free SoilJohn watched her slipping up the stairs, the candle under her guarding hand flickering on the high points of her face and turning the frame of brown hair to pale gold. Her skirt brushed softly along the hall and the faint light dis appeared and he was left ln darkness.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.