Trodger laid down their muskets and turned on them. She cried out with the pain of it. Gerald, whose French was adequate from his military service abroad, was able to respond suitably to such remarks as the ladies addressed to him, but was less exercised by their fashionable dress than their decidedly careworn appearance. He had meant to be master of his fate that evening and it had escaped him altogether. "Who is it?" "He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman. “Well, no,” she answered. Quarter-staves, bludgeons, brown-bills, lanterns, swords, and sconces were alike shivered; and, to judge from the sullied state of their habiliments, the claret must have been tapped pretty freely.
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