The air was sweet with the perfume of
flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the
heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. He gurgled as if trying to communicate. “I have a letter for him from his brother, which I
was just leaving. ”
“I may come a little way, then?” he begged. From his pale skin
and inky hair color it was apparent that his ancestry was
half-Hispanic and half-European, perhaps French. Darrell stood erect in the bark, with his drawn
sword in hand, prepared to repel the attack of his assailants, who, in their turn,
seemed to await with impatience the moment which should deliver him into their
power. A stiff, formally-cut
coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a
crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs;
and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the
laced hat under his left arm. Her father, her own father! She remembered
now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she
recited it with perfect understanding.
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