Power of the Sword

Power of the Sword

Wilbur Smith

Language: English

Pages: 400

ISBN: 0434714178

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Half-brothers and blood enemies, Manfred and Shasa are caught up in a savage war to seize the sword of power in their land. The story follows them through two decades of South African history, telling of their rivalry in a deadly struggle.

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idea of trade unionism, to combine their resources to fight the employers and the capitalist government. But it needs professional revolutionaries bound by complete loyalty to their ideals and by military-type discipline to carry the struggle to its ultimate victorious conclusion.’ It was almost a verbatim quotation from Lenin’s What is to be Done? and Hendrick had spoken in English. Even Moses looked amazed by his achievement, while the others exchanged delighted smiles as Hendrick glowered

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window she could see the leather holster and the chequered butt of Twentyman-Jones’ service revolver protruding from the seat pocket, but the door was jammed. She ducked back to the gaping front door and tried to reach it over the back of the driver’s seat, but bone-hard fingers dug into her shoulders and she was dragged bodily out of the doorway. Instantly she spun in his grip, and his face was very close to hers. The thin white cotton bag covered his entire head, like the head of a KuKlux

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