‘This idiotic female—’ ‘This imbecile has made me—’ ‘—made me lose my temper, and I—’ ‘—cut him with my dagger, and he is—’ ‘—damn near slit her throat!’ ‘—bleeding like a pig!’ ‘Whoa, whoa!’ stormed the captain, starting forward. If we were to wait till a prig was rightfully nabbed, we might tarry till doomsday. The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. Presently he heard her voice. . She was dressed in one of those complicated dresses that are all lace and work and confused patternings of black and purple and cream about the body, and she was in many ways a younger feminine version of the same theme as himself. An ugly flush stained his cheeks.
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