Kneebone, are these your French noblemen?" "Don't upbraid me!" rejoined the woollen-draper. He panted for a moment with unuttered replies, and then, with a scornful gesture, got up and left the cell. Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. Que pasa con ustedes?” He returned in bad Spanish. Her thin fingers were armed with nails as long as the talons of a bird. . He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes.
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