Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. She got up, put the neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the little cards in the morocco case. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft. Of this man Kneebone resolved to go in pursuit; and leaving Jack in charge of the constable, he proceeded to the small inn,—which bore then, as it bears now, the name of the Six Bells,—where, summoning the hostler, his steed was instantly brought him, and, springing on its back, he rode away at full speed. " Upon which, Mr. ” He stopped abruptly.
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