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Dariel: a romance of Surrey is a novel by R. D. Blackmore published in 1897. It is an adventure story set initially in Surrey before the action moves to the Caucasian mountains. The story is narrated by George Cranleigh, a farmer who falls in love with Dariel, the daughter of a Caucasian prince. Dariel was the last of Blackmore's novels, published just over two years before his death.
Usage examples of "dariel".
If Althrop could have leered like that in life, he would have applied the grin to one person only: Dariel Grebb.
There lay Dariel Grebb, huddled on the hearth before the open fire, which was burning briskly, with occasional crackles.
Drear shadows drooped and thickened above the Pass of Dariel,--that terrific gorge which like a mere thread seems to hang between the toppling frost-bound heights above and the black abysmal depths below,--clouds, fringed ominously with lurid green and white, drifted heavily yet swiftly across the jagged peaks where, looming largely out of the mist, the snow-capped crest of Mount Kazbek rose coldly white against the darkness of the threatening sky.
The next morning he was up at daybreak, and long before the sun had risen above the highest peak of Caucasus, he had departed from the Lars Monastery, leaving a handsome donation in the poor-box toward the various charitable works in which the brethren were engaged, such as the rescue of travellers lost in the snow, or the burial of the many victims murdered on or near the Pass of Dariel by the bands of fierce mountain robbers and assassins, that at certain seasons infest that solitary region.
He was attired in the same sort of flowing garb as that worn by the monks of Dariel, and with his tall, spare figure, long, silvery beard and deep-sunken yet still brilliant dark eyes, he might have served as a perfect model for one of the inspired prophets of bygone ancient days.
Then he suddenly remembered what the Monk and Mystic, Heliobas, had said to him at Dariel on the morning after his trance of soul-liberty: .
He found it difficult to realize that this man, who now sat beside him in the stalls of a fashionable London concert-room, was precisely the same one who, clad in the long flowing white robes of his Order, had stood before the Altar in the chapel at Dariel, a stately embodiment of evangelical authority, intoning the Seven Glorias!
The great thoroughfare between Transcaucasia and Russia is from Tiflis to Vladikavkaz, the terminus of the Moscow-Rostof railway, by way of the Dariel road, a stupendous engineering success completed in the reign of Nicholas.
There Margo saw Dariel Talcott, a tall, stoop-shouldered man with a drab, tired face.
The door itself was open and Dariel Talcott, his worried face drooping to its limit, was standing on the threshold.
Pressing forward, Dariel Talcott pressed his way between Cranston and Weston to view the weapon in question.
The theory had sounded plausible enough when put by Dariel Talcott, because Graff had been known to be missing since the night before.
Lamont Cranston stated so, rather smilingly, when he called on Dariel Talcott.
As though to complete a purely technical procedure, Lamont Cranston stepped around the desk, past the statue, and toward the door, to reach the last man: Dariel Talcott.