CHAPTER XII. " "Those terms were a third of my estate," observed Trenchard bitterly. ‘I am entirely English. ‘Now see here, missie. Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. But she no longer felt Jacomo’s age, even if she looked it. Never before had he seen a man like Enschede nor heard a voice like Ruth's. Spurling was standing near the fire superintending some culinary preparation; but she no sooner perceived him, than hastily quitting her occupation, she elbowed a way for him and the knight through the crowd, and ushered them, with much ceremony, into an inner room, where they found the objects of their search, Quilt Arnold and Rykhart Van Galgebrok, seated at a small table, quietly smoking.
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