"Good-bye, young man; and good luck. His features
were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little
shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy
contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of
substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own
dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that
distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which
we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. ‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’
‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was
to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. He was every bit as much a pig as this Emile. ”
“What is there to be feared?” he asked her quietly. But to choose this of all moments. ’
‘I still think you ought to have waited, miss. “We do not want the men,” said Miss Miniver; “we do not want them, with
their sneers and loud laughter. Heigho!"
"Now for it!" cried Jack, as the couple entered the room: "the coast's clear. A
few more minutes, and she was safe.
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