The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. This done, he let himself carefully down by it, and having only a few feet to drop, alighted in safety. She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. I shall never come back. Wood turned to look at him. The blaze, however, was sufficient to reveal to the thief-taker the features of his intended assassin. Montague Hill, and I do not think that under those circumstances I should be long about it. "Begone! or I fire!" he cried. He slid out of her.
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