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His features
were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little
shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy
contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of
substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own
dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that
distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which
we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. It was
most amusing. But the indecision,
which had been fatal to his race, was fatal to him. “If I didn’t love you better than myself,” said Capes, “I wouldn’t fence like
this with you. "
"Here are your despatches," said Jonathan with a significant look, and giving
him a sealed packet. ”
There was a moment’s silence. He rested on one elbow. "
"Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. “You needn’t say a word more,” Mr. Where is he?"
"Within this room," replied the knight. Why? He could preach the Word and
deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his
face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so
inexplicable. Sheppard, "are you come to renew your terrible
proposals?"
"I'm come to execute my threats," replied Wild. ”
“Poor old ring!” said Ann Veronica. "Sit down, fool!"
"Jack," said Kneebone, who had been considerably interested by the foregoing
scene, "are these regrets for your past life sincere?"
"Suppose them so," rejoined Jack, "what then?"
"Nothing—nothing," stammered Kneebone, his prudence getting the better of his
sympathy.
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