The Disguise. A medley of motives warred in her, and it
was certainly not one of the least of these that she knew herself to be
passionately in love with Capes; at moments she had a giddy intimation that he
was beginning to feel keenly interested in her. Ah, Thierry and
Poussaint, if my memory serves me. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted,
and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if
by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both
sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in
such garments as could be most easily slipped on. She's the boss. The blood will rest on your head. There was already a score or more of people there, some standing up and talking
together, others seated in chairs ranged along the wall. It wouldn’t be you. . Norris,
and do not return till Father Spencer arrives. ’
Lucilla gaped. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs,
narrow and steep of descent.
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