"Ah!" he exclaimed, as the
painting was turned towards him. The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she
would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage
within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber,
if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly
person entirely obscured the view. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost,
into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. How old are
you?” She asked. ’
‘Yes, but I’m hanged if I see what your game is. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large
scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it
was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an
interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. ‘Seems to me, missie, as you’re as dangerous a female
as I’m like to see.
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