“No,” she said at last; “I’m a
human being—not a timid female. Alban's
to-night. Below
her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond
moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. ‘And I
wouldn’t be no sort of a man if I’d heard what I heard, and gone off and left
you. ‘You have come to me in place of Gérard? But how is it you will help me?’
‘That’s all right and tight. “You cannot! Oh,
you cannot. "
"A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face
as sly as a fox's?"
"Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's
not amiss. I want to know who sent you those. And
then this girl had to sweep into and out of his life! He recalled McClintock's
comment about Spurlock being the kind that fell soft. As the woollendraper's back was towards him, he did not perceive him, but continued his
passionate addresses.
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