And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. ‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’ With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous. With the last glimmer of decency he had sent the daughter to his sister. ” He shook his head. This formidable person, who was no other than the renowned Figg, the "Atlas of the sword," as he is termed by Captain Godfrey, had removed his hat and "skull covering," and was wiping the heat from his bepatched and closeshaven pate. Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano. Suddenly she became aware of the fact that he had brought no lunch. Far away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. I don’t understand the workings of a gentleman’s mind.
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