"No—Sheppard?" rejoined Wild. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. He had been reading Belfort Bax, and declared himself a convert. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. He knew very well that his muscles were flabby, and his nerve by no means what it should be. At this piece of information, the two subordinate officers were observed to exchange glances; and, after a little agreeable raillery on their captain's gallantry, they begged permission to accompany him in his visit. Before he could fire a second shot, Jack had to defend himself from the thieftaker, who, with his drawn hanger, furiously assaulted him. “I thought they made knights of actors?” “They may of Hal some day,” said Gwen.
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