“Come,” he said, “you can’t be meaning to bury yourself. A tall elegantly dressed woman, followed by a maid, came down the broad
staircase. “I’ve broken off my
engagement,” she said, in a matter-of-fact tone, and found her heart thumping in
her neck. "Damnation!" cried Kneebone. ‘Soldier of fortune. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now,
for it was long past midnight. She patted John's
head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. . She had
tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There
IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar,
which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better,
and as an Arab sheik.
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