Ramage tethered the horse to the farther gate-post, and Caesar blew heavily and began to investigate the hedge. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her eyes, nor thinned her raven hair. A woman cannot change her soul. Had he been listening inside? ‘What is amiss?’ ‘That Frenchie, sir. . Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods.
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