’ ‘Now then, missie,’ began the sergeant severely, ‘just you hand over that dagger. So now I will say nothing more to you, and you will please to say nothing more to me, for I do not reply. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. ‘Of course the fellow has doubtless stayed put to wait for you,’ retorted Hilary. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it.
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