The Walk of a Queen

' . . . Desmond raised his eyes and looked at her. She had let her cloak fall on to the back of her chair, and her beautiful shoulders gleamed like polished ivory above the dead gold of her gown, while her great mass of hair shone like hot ashes when they are stirred. He could only look and look again -- all his heart in his eyes, and he, who was always so self-possessed, so perfectly at home when talking to the opposite sex, now felt as tongue-tied and gauche as any schoolboy . . .'In The Walk of a Queen the scene is set in Dublin during the War of Independence and it is a fascinating story of passion and intrigue which holds the reader's interest from start to finish.Annie M. P. Smithson was one of the most successful of all Irish romantic novelists and all her books were bestsellers. The Walk of a Queen is reprinted here for the benefit of the new generations who did not have the opportunity to read it.