His face was a little flushed perhaps, and
his small, brown eyes were bright. “Umph!” he said, and regarded his letter doubtfully before consigning it to the
pillar-box. I'll be with you in a jiffy. \"You look nice, Lucy. I've some other things inside, Sir, which you might wish to buy,—some
pistols. He
is delightful, is he not?’
‘That will do, Lucilla. He waved a cordial
goodbye. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her
chin resting upon the window-sill. The girl suppressed a chuckle that would have been inexplicable. The slack
cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front,
pulling her suddenly about. "I've a good mind not to speak to you again, Sir!" cried Winifred, with difficulty
repressing a tear of vexation; "you've acted unfairly. ’
Gerald was relieved to find the girl did not attempt to run away, but meekly
allowed him to usher her into the spacious and comfortable library which was
his habitual haunt when at home. Sanguine they were not. It was cramped even at the end of the passage. "Ah! what is that?" he cried, pointing
to a dark object floating near them amid the boiling waves, and which presented
a frightful resemblance to a human face.
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