{"product_id":"2940150637276","title":"Sybil Chase","description":"CONTENTS\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER I. THE BRIDLE-PATH.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER II. A FACE FROM THE PAST.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER III. HUSBAND AND WIFE.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER IV. TWO CONFEDERATES, IN COUNCIL.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER V. A SHORT RIDE AND A LONG WALK.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER VI. THE WELCOME THAT AWAITS RALPH HINCHLEY.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER VII. ARRIVAL OF THE GUEST.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER VIII. THE GAMBLER'S FATE.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER IX. A CANTER AND A FALL.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER X. THE GAME AT CHESS.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER XI. THE FEMALE IAGO.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER XII. MOTHER AND DAUGHTER.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER XIII. HIGHCLIFF.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER XIV. THE JAIL.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER XV. THE DUEL.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER XVI. THE BATTERY.\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER XVII. THE VALLEY RANCHE.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA small valley cutting through a range of mountains in California—a green oasis that looked strange and picturesque in the midst of that savage scenery. The cliffs rose in a solid wall on one side to the height of many hundred feet. Dwarfed fir-trees and dead cedars were scattered along the summit, stretching up their gaunt limbs and adding to the lonely grandeur of the scene. Great masses of broken rocks, which, in some conflict of the elements, had been wrenched from their bed, projected from the rifted precipices and lay in great moss-covered boulders in the lap of the valley. On the southeastern side a break in the heart of the cliffs was covered with thrifty verdure, and, over the rocks that obstructed it, a mountain torrent rushed thundering into the valley, dividing that cradle of verdure in the middle, and abruptly disappearing through another gorge, breaking to the open country somewhat lower down, where it plunged over a second precipice with the sound of distant artillery.\u003cbr\u003eJust above the spot where this mountain stream cut the valley in twain, a collection of huts, tents and rickety frame houses composed one of those new villages that are so often found in a frontier country, and half a mile above stood a small ranche, with its long, low-roofed dwelling half buried in heavy vines that clambered up the rude cedar pillars of the veranda, and crept in leafy masses along the roof. Beyond this, great oaks sheltered the dwelling, and the precipice that loomed behind it was broken with rifts of verdure, which saved this portion of the valley from the savage aspect of the mountains lower down.\u003cbr\u003e","brand":"Bronson Tweed Publishing","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47175592476912,"sku":"2940150637276","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940150637276_p0.jpg?v=1763750694","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940150637276","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}