" "You can give me a little of his history, can't you? Something about his people?" "Oh, his folks were all right. He's more like a lord than—" As she spoke, steps were heard approaching; the door was thrown open, and a young man marched boldly into the room. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. Wood. Then he threw the letter at me. They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. Many of the soldiers dismounted, and called for drink. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. She infused menace into her voice. This chap's recovery all depends upon the care he receives.
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