The passage was so narrow that there was only sufficient room for the cart to pass, with a single line of foot-soldiers on one side; and, as the walls of the bridge were covered with spectators, it was not deemed prudent to cross it till these persons were dislodged. " "Hold!" interposed Winifred, gravely. They had completed a circuit of the mansion before Roding’s frustration burst out. There was nothing to be got out of the man. ’ For a moment he looked daunted. ’ ‘You were quite as bad to me as I was to you,’ Gerald protested mildly, sitting down beside her. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. There was a pint of champagne and a quart of mineral water (both taboo) at his elbow.
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