"Well, I will see him," replied the knight, after a moment's pause; "he may be from the Earl of Mar. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. . There was nothing to replace the all important letter from her father. I never saw a man who wasn't. Not one of them but bore the marks of having been engaged in a recent and severe conflict. It is magnificent indeed. His hair was thick and brown and his skin was fair. He might not condone it, but the feelings that had prompted it augured well for Melusine’s safety.
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