There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. "Ha!" he exclaimed, with a sudden start, as his glance fell upon the portrait; "how came this into your possession, boy?" "Why don't you answer, sirrah?" cried Wild, in a savage tone, and striking him with the silver staff. She could tell that he probably wanted to kiss her, but she did not act upon the opportunity. At least, I hope so for his sake as well as my own," he added, mentally. They are long gone. E. Her hair got loose, her hat came over one eye, and she had no arm free to replace it. He put an arm around her. “Let me hasten,” she said, “to reassure you. " "Ah!" shrieked Lady Trafford. 1.
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