But, no. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. There was a third lady among the younger set. Just what in the world was that about? Before he could hazard a guess, Lucy looked back at him. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. Wood. And listen, John. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. The streets were deserted as they drove past familiar sites. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. "Close the wicket, Austin," vociferated Ireton, in an authoritative tone.
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