Spurlock: 'tis Roundhead, sure enough. " "Not in the least," replied Shotbolt, creeping beneath the table; "there's my staff. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. That any human being could conceive and execute such a thing! A Roundhead, here in these prosaic times!—and mad as a hatter! Trying the rôle of St. " "Quite the contrary," rejoined the woollen-draper, laughing good-humouredly. “You cannot give me ultimatums. "Thank you; but I've a pocket full of water-chestnuts. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered.
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