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By Robert Louis Stevenson

Lively, romantic, and entire of chance, Kidnapped is Robert Louis Stevenson's vintage of excessive event. liked by way of generations, it's the saga of David Balfour, a tender inheritor whose grasping uncle connives to do him out of his inherited fortune and plots to have him seized and bought into slavery. yet honor, loyalty, and braveness are rewarded; the orphan and castaway survives kidnapping and shipwreck, is rescued by means of a daredevil of a rogue, and makes an exhilarating break out to freedom around the wild highlands of Scotland.

Acclaimed via Henry James as Robert Louis Stevenson's top novel, Kidnapped achieves what Stevenson referred to as, "the specific crown and triumph of the artist...not just to persuade, yet to enchant."

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