Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. ” “You gave it him well. He had not thought to find a lady so ready of humour and willing to give him a hearing. He's a cutie. " "Figg's an old friend of mine," rejoined Jack; "he was my instructor in the small sword and back sword exercise. ‘I do not know the word in English. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks grew pale. “The very question shows your ignorance,” he declared. She screamed involuntarily—she had never in her life screamed before—and then she began to wriggle and fight like a frightened animal against the men who were holding her. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself.
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