Warding off the blows as well as he could with the bar, Jack
struck both the horses on the head, and the animals plunged so violently, that
they not only prevented their riders from assailing him, but also kept off the
hostlers; and, in the confusion that ensued, Jack managed to spring over the
fence, and shaped his course across the field in the direction of Sir John
Oldcastle's. And what a noise they
made! This is how I used to call them. Wood," she cried, as the staff fell from his grasp. There was the same airy grace of movement, the
same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. They embarked upon an open and declared
friendship. Shotbolt?" asked Austin. CHAPTER II. ‘Come on, Hilary.
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