: Anthony Hope
: The Prisoner of Zenda and Rupert of Hentzau
: Charles River Editors
: 9781537802718
: 1
: CHF 1.10
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: Erzählende Literatur
: English
: 548
: DRM
: PC/MAC/eReader/Tablet
: ePUB
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Anthony Hope was a prolific English novelist and playwright in the late 19th and early 20th centuries.  Hope is now best known for the classic novel The Prisoner of Zenda and its sequel Rupert of Hentzau.



The Prisoner of Zenda is an adventure novel set in the kingdom of Ruritania.  The book starts with the King of Ruritania being drugged by his brother the night before his coronation.



Rupert of Hentzau is set in the late 19th century, three years after the conclusion of the Prisoner of Zenda.  The book includes most of the same characters and much of the action occurs in the kingdom of Ruritania.  Similar to The Prisoner of Zenda, there have been many films made based off this book.

CHAPTER 1: THE RASSENDYLLS—WITH A WORD ON THE ELPHBERGS


“I wonder when in the world you’re going to do anything, Rudolf?” said my brother’s wife.

“My dear Rose,” I answered, laying down my egg-spoon, “why in the world should I do anything? My position is a comfortable one. I have an income nearly sufficient for my wants (no one’s income is ever quite sufficient, you know), I enjoy an enviable social position: I am brother to Lord Burlesdon, and brother-in-law to that charming lady, his countess. Behold, it is enough!”

“You are nine-and-twenty,” she observed, “and you’ve done nothing but—”

“Knock about? It is true. Our family doesn’t need to do things.”

This remark of mine rather annoyed Rose, for everybody knows (and therefore there can be no harm in referring to the fact) that, pretty and accomplished as she herself is, her family is hardly of the same standing as the Rassendylls. Besides her attractions, she possessed a large fortune, and my brother Robert was wise enough not to mind about her ancestry. Ancestry is, in fact, a matter concerning which the next observation of Rose’s has some truth.