His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. "Leave the room instantly, sirrah!" rejoined the lady, bouncing up, and giving him a slap on the cheek that made his eyes flash fire. A kind but hard looking female officer named Rose took her into a room and sat her down at a small wooden table. I'm no mollycoddle. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet.
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