He was well mounted, as was his companion; and had pistols in his holsters, and a hanger at his girdle. You’d think he wanted to meet the wretch again. “I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. His eyes swept down and Melusine felt the quiver at her lips where he gazed. In the afternoon my brain and fingers leap to their work because you have been with me. You are captain of your soul; don't forget your Henley.
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