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The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. Shari proceeded to paint, brush, dust, slather, and blot Lucy’s face with makeup. "By the powers!" he added, turning his lantern full upon the face of the captive, "he's a nice gennteel-lookin' kiddy, I must say. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. He had not proceeded far when he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled over his brows, rode by at full speed.
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