"What for?" rejoined Quilt, evasively. But at this, he halted, turning his frowning gaze back on her. "Pah! He's a fool. “You can keep him at arm’s length. Leave me my blanket! I'm very cold at night. I mean Miss Charvill no harm. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. At times he was brilliant and masterful, talked round and over every one, and would have been domineering if he had not been extraordinarily kindly; at times he was almost monosyllabic, and defeated Miss Garvice’s most skilful attempts to draw him out. K-kimble, sir,’ stammered the lad. Her eyes followed him.
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