He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. It did seem germane to the matter that so many of the people “in the van” were plain people, or faded people, or tired-looking people. She watched her friend rise and go towards her affianced husband, a look of mischief in her face. A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. “Thank you. “It is very doubtful,” he said. Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk. For a time Spurlock did not move. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. To tell you the truth, he spoke to me very seriously upon the subject.
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