"However, some one must look after the jail; and they're all gone but me. "Don't you hear those shouts? Yon fellow's clamour has brought the whole horde of jail-birds and cut-throats that infest this place about our ears. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words. The primitive superstition of his Puritan forbears was his; and before this the buckler of his education disintegrated. And he unsheathed his sword. Abruptly, Gerald turned. He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. Forgive me, but you have been looking, have you not, for some employment?” “Quite true!” she answered.
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