Scarcely had it come to a halt, when a stalwart man shouldered his way, in spite of their opposition, through the lines of soldiery to the cart, and offered his large horny hand to the prisoner. The tired woman looked quietly at her. “Upon my word,” he exclaimed, “this is most extraordinary. There was a coffee equipage on the table, and some sandwiches, and the fire had been recently made up. The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. "He must be somewhere hereabouts," cried one of the horsemen, dismounting. There it is—against you. Sheppard. It was not an affair of the conscience; it was vaguely based upon insolence and defiance.
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