’ The lady shook her head, contriving at the same moment to utter a breathy little laugh. "He must be somewhere hereabouts," cried one of the horsemen, dismounting. One of them was a stout square-built man, with a singularly swarthy complexion, and harsh forbidding features. . "What's that?" ejaculated the ruffian, glancing uneasily towards the window. G'night, kids. You know they say, as, indeed, I have just quoted already, that all bad poetry is written in a state of emotion, but I have no doubt that this is true of bad offers of marriage.
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