Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. Spurlock bent his head to the rail. "Gracious Heaven!" exclaimed the knight, upon whom a light seemed suddenly to break. Where the devil have you hidden all those weapons? Don’t tell me you’ve got ’em with you. After all, his was a pleasant face, and a pleasant voice, and very likely Annabel had behaved badly. Here he was preparing to leap over the hedge into the fields on the left, when he was intercepted by two horsemen, who, hearing the shouts, rode up and struck at him with the butt-ends of their heavy riding-whips. He had deliberately saved it for last.
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