And if the woman is not
a rival, she must be—yes, that must be it. "
The woollen-draper replied by gallantly handing her the box, which was
instantly snatched from her by Blueskin, who, after helping himself to as much
of its contents as he could conveniently squeeze between his thumb and finger,
put it very coolly in his pocket. The latter were
saved; but of the former nothing but the blackened stone walls were found
standing on the morrow. He had done his best,
pitching with determined fury that resulted in two outs. He looked from the sword to the
dagger with which he had brought her down here, and grimaced. This morning his entourage (as he jestingly called it) consisted of the girl, two
spinsters (Prudence and Angelina Jedson), prim and doubtful of the world, and
the young man who appeared to be considerably the worse for the alcohol he had
consumed. “I’m going for a long tramp, auntie,” she said. Dese ere not schouts, as you faind, but jonkers on a vrolyk; and if dey'd
chanshed to keel de vrow Sheppard's pet lamb, dey'd have done her a servish, by
shaving it from dat unpleasant complaint, de hempen fever, with which its laatter
days are threatened, and of which its poor vader died. Instead, her husband was probably wise. This done, he let himself
carefully down by it, and having only a few feet to drop, alighted in safety.
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