“The fellow is not such a blackguard, after all. He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. Ascertaining that it was Sheppard of whom this concourse was in pursuit, the two horsemen leapt the hedge, and were presently close upon him. But his grief was of short duration. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. 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. And every day's experience proves that I was right. Monroe would go to work and Mrs.
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