" "A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. “Nigel is like all men,” Lady Lescelles continued. "It's the skull of a rebel," said Jonathan, with marked emphasis on the word, "blown by the wind from a spike on the bridge above us.
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