The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. ” He raised his hand, and they saw that he was holding a small revolver. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. "Let us hope that, like her who 'loved much,' her sins are forgiven her. His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. Besides, I'm afraid her simple honesty will spoil any invented yarn. " "Who are you!" demanded the fugitive, sternly.
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