What do you think?
Rate this book
The Root of All Evil
Excerpt from The Root of All Evil
Savilestowe a narrow lane suddenly opened out between the cottages and turned abruptly towards the uplands which rose on the northern edge of the village. Its first course lay between high grey walls, overhung with ivy and snapdragon. When it emerged from their cool shadowings the Church came in View on one hand and the school on the other, each set on its own green knoll and stand ing high above the meadows. Once past these it became narrower and more tortuous; the banks on either side rose steeply, and were crowned by an cient oaks and elms. In the proper season of the year these banks were thick with celandine and anemone, and the scent of hedge violets rose from the moss among the spreading roots of the trees.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This 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.
Savilestowe a narrow lane suddenly opened out between the cottages and turned abruptly towards the uplands which rose on the northern edge of the village. Its first course lay between high grey walls, overhung with ivy and snapdragon. When it emerged from their cool shadowings the Church came in View on one hand and the school on the other, each set on its own green knoll and stand ing high above the meadows. Once past these it became narrower and more tortuous; the banks on either side rose steeply, and were crowned by an cient oaks and elms. In the proper season of the year these banks were thick with celandine and anemone, and the scent of hedge violets rose from the moss among the spreading roots of the trees.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This 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.
321 pages, Hardcover
First published November 24, 2011
About the author
J.S. Fletcher
535 books59 followersJoseph Smith Fletcher was an English journalist, writer, and fellow of the Royal Historical Society. He studied law before turning to journalism.
His literary career spanned approximately 200 books on a wide variety of subjects including fiction, non-fiction, histories, historical fiction, and mysteries. He was known as one of the leading writers of detective fiction in the Golden Age .
His literary career spanned approximately 200 books on a wide variety of subjects including fiction, non-fiction, histories, historical fiction, and mysteries. He was known as one of the leading writers of detective fiction in the Golden Age .
Ratings & Reviews
Friends & Following
Create a free account to discover what your friends think of this book!
Community Reviews
Displaying 1 - 4 of 4 reviews
September 7, 2024
Old book but very good
I am a lover of old books especially when it touches the heart and this one does it is a story of wealth and well the other way.
I am a lover of old books especially when it touches the heart and this one does it is a story of wealth and well the other way.
July 4, 2025
Made me think of Dickens’ Our Mutual Friend. Grocery owner turned coal mine owner. Poor, rich, poor.
December 31, 2015
Excellent characterization
A good steady narrative with a well drawn protagonist. A bit moralistic; the end was not just predictable (unimpressive), but inevitable (impressive). Not his best book though.
A good steady narrative with a well drawn protagonist. A bit moralistic; the end was not just predictable (unimpressive), but inevitable (impressive). Not his best book though.
December 22, 2016
Not a holiday or a be of good cheer book - but - could the ending be a happy chimera with the potential for [at best] contentment despite it all, or because of it all? So I would see it.
Displaying 1 - 4 of 4 reviews