"Spring!—I never knew any. The militia offered little in the way of relief. Perhaps the boys had already faced off and he had missed it, he thought sourly. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. "Then you ought to be thankful to me for the warning. ‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. Suddenly the Wastrel took hold of the edge and flung the table aside. ‘But for how long?’ Lady Bicknacre asked apprehensively. Here was not the individual against whom she had been warned.
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