"You have killed him," cried Winifred in alarm. “Mr. " "Where are the assassins?" cried Sheppard. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. At least—’ ‘Don’t be more of a lunatic than you can help,’ broke in the captain, addressing himself to Melusine. For was not Gerald a gentleman? An Englishman, whose services any female—excluding her own self so idiote— would be very happy to have. The knight stood upon his defence; but he would unquestionably have been torn in pieces by the savage hounds, if a shower of oaths, seconded by a vigorous application of kicks and blows from their master, had not driven them growling off.
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