With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. She pushed between the pews, hoping to reach the sword first, while desperately holding on to her petticoats to keep them up, as her sword arm wavered. ‘I can’t tell you the times I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head. " "Not at fisticuffs, perhaps," interrupted Jack, fiercely; "but I've my knife. He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and finally came to a dead stop.
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