Arrived within a short distance of his destination, he came to a halt, and pointing out a dark court nearly opposite the woollen-draper's abode, told the chairmen to wait there till they were summoned. The girl was flushed with excitement, bright-eyed, and braced for a struggle; her aunt had never seen her looking so fine or so pretty. "He must be somewhere hereabouts," cried one of the horsemen, dismounting. I had nosebleeds that day and I got halfway up the rope before I fell off. I think you’re wrong. "I should think so," responded the lethargic turnkey, with a yawn. The eyes, too, though large and bright, and shaded by long lashes, seemed to betoken, as hazel eyes generally do in men, a faithless and uncertain disposition. But then he began to take steps, and, at last, strides to something more and more like predominance.
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