I fight. Darell's peculiar bent of mind was exemplified in a rusty broadsword, a tall grenadier's cap, a musket without lock or ramrod, a belt and cartouch-box, with other matters evincing a decided military taste. ‘Have no fear,’ he uttered soothingly, reaching out to pat her free hand. "Will you plead?" demanded Wild, harshly. And then, there would be the question of money. Madame Valade was looking heartily bored, he noted, as his searching eyes found out the couple. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute.
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