He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. ” His eyes were burning. One might have said that these trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield.
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