Slowly, he drew back
his head and looked into her face. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost,
into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. Gerald shook his head. "
"If you're in earnest," rejoined Blueskin, "give me that bag of gold. He
turned to observe what this object was that had so unexpectedly diverted the
young man's attention. The evenings were beginning to draw
out, and it would not be dark for an hour. ’
‘Is it, now? Well you won’t, then, for he won’t hear nothing, missie. The simile started a
laugh in his throat. ‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into
the box. This was automatically rather than thoughtfully done; habit. "I'm a peace-officer," he added, "about to arrest a notorious criminal. "Besides, lad, even an advertisement of a cough-drop is
something to read. Panting with effort, she held her point menacingly at Gosse’s chest. Ann Veronica found herself in a little stirring crowd of excited women,
whispering and tittering and speaking in undertones.
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