But not so much a pig as that man. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. But I have remembered the horse and have asked this sergeant that a soldier fetch him. She did not realize that she was offering criticisms. . "Don't mention it," returned Wood, in the conciliatory tone of one who admits he has been in the wrong; "your explanation is perfectly satisfactory. "Why, what the devil would you have had me do!—make myself scarce, eh? You should have tipped me the wink. Then he released her hand, and sat back a little, appearing to concentrate his thoughts on her face. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her.
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