As she danced there was in
her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. “Everybody is taking it up,” said Miss Miniver. Instead, you are willing to go to a place like that where you ought not to be
allowed to think of showing yourself. "Yes?"
"And that when they give their word, they never break it. The above
description of
—the great Figg, by the prize-fighting swains
Sole monarch acknowledged of Mary'bone plains—
may sound somewhat tame by the side of the glowing account given of him by
his gallant biographer, who asserts that "there was a majesty shone in his
countenance, and blazed in his actions, beyond all I ever saw;" but it may,
possibly, convey a more accurate notion of his personal appearance. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending
loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. "Is your person in danger?"
"Not from my creditors," replied Wood, significantly. Wherever I saw him, I should pick him out as a man
designed by nature to plan and accomplish the wonderful escapes he has
effected.
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