Once, magnate Major Singleton ran the Royles out of the Kingsmont tobacco country for daring to make lowly cigarettes. Now in 1894, Brant Royle, last of his name, is back. Forceful and macho, Brant intends to re-establish his family no matter what it takes. Two lovely women have waited for him: bordello keeper Sonia, with love; Singleton's daughter Margaret, with hatred and desire. As automation rears its head, the struggle attains an epic quality. Will Royle Cigarettes flood the market? Will Brant pick the wrong woman? Written by
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Margaret Jane Singleton
You know, I'll say one thing for Brant Royle: when he looks at me, I know I'm a woman.
Referenced in Cult of the Cobra
Music by Raymon Moore
Lyrics by Cy Warman
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