. It
was the one that she had sworn she’d throw out, if only
Julian had not liked it so much. "You won't listen to this nonsense, Sir Rowland!"
"If you are innocent, boy," said the knight, controlling his emotion; "you have
nothing to apprehend. “Why could you not confide in us?”
“Do what?” said Ann Veronica. The above
description of
—the great Figg, by the prize-fighting swains
Sole monarch acknowledged of Mary'bone plains—
may sound somewhat tame by the side of the glowing account given of him by
his gallant biographer, who asserts that "there was a majesty shone in his
countenance, and blazed in his actions, beyond all I ever saw;" but it may,
possibly, convey a more accurate notion of his personal appearance.
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