”
“Nor I,” she remarked tersely. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. ” On the inside she felt her muscles
loosen with relief. ]
THE RAGGED EDGE
BY HAROLD MACGRATH
AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. I
will take her away and make her serve me as my wife. ” He whispered to himself as her eyes
bulged, arms flying furiously. Modern, indeed! She was going to be as primordial as chipped flint. This person, whose age might be about forty,
was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a
very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees;
black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden
heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. “I was born there. So I made
haste and recovered. He
knew it was unnerving, he did it to everyone, even his
own kin.
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