She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the point of the sword at her throat. "Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. "What is your name?" To-day, however, he broke the monotony.
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