“Dreadful women, my dear!” said Miss Stanley. A ball from Wild's pistol passed through his heart, and a volley of musketry poured from the guards lodged several balls in the yet breathing body of his leader. "It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. "Have a moment's patience, Sir Rowland," returned Wild; "and you shall hear. "Give it me," returned the carpenter; "all's safe. Beneath the hood it was evident that her rebellious hair was bound up with red silk, and fastened by some device in her ears (unless she had them pierced, which was too dreadful a thing to suppose!) were long brass filigree earrings.
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