” His face darkened. " Spurlock laughed. The day was sunny and pleasant, devoid of chill winds. In a voice husky with suppressed despair, she answered. The intruder was handsomely, even richly, attired in a scarlet riding-suit, embroidered with gold; a broad belt, to which a hanger was attached, crossed his shoulders; his boots rose above his knee, and he carried a laced hat in his hand. I wonder if a man can quite understand that passionate feeling? It is quite a passionate feeling. Three little letters can’t make a bit of difference. "Leave the room instantly, sirrah!" rejoined the lady, bouncing up, and giving him a slap on the cheek that made his eyes flash fire. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. He then said that if she would not obey him in this course she should “never darken his doors again,” and was, indeed, frightfully abusive. ‘You keep a-hold of him,’ Trodger ordered his men.
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