White caught her eye, and smiled benignly down the
table. “You have the temperament,” he said. If you were ten years
younger, you'd have me wondering. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had
appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to
dry in the kitchens. "Sit down, fool!"
"Jack," said Kneebone, who had been considerably interested by the foregoing
scene, "are these regrets for your past life sincere?"
"Suppose them so," rejoined Jack, "what then?"
"Nothing—nothing," stammered Kneebone, his prudence getting the better of his
sympathy. You
make me angry, and I lie. ‘You wish to tell me something? Parbleu, I have
nearly forgot once more. I was the black sheep, I was hurried
out of the way.
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