"Archers, do your duty!" shouted Calverley; but at the moment some voices without exclaimed suddenly, "My lord comes! My lord comes!" and the bowmen drew back, and Holgrave instinctively dropped his axe.
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His hair had been grey for years, and as he grew older it did not whiten, but stayed the colour of polished iron, straight, shining, and thick as a boy's. He had lost two back teeth, and made a tremendous fuss about them, saying it was all the fault of the dentist in Rye, who preferred a shilling extraction to a threepenny lotionbut the rest of his teeth were as good as ever, though at last a trifle discoloured by smoking.She felt that he would comehe would return to her in the reaction that swung him from Rose. But would she be able to keep him? She did not feel so sure of thatfor that did not depend on her or on him, but on that mysterious force outside themselves with which they had both already struggled in vain."Prisoner," resumed De Boteler, assuming a tone of severity, "you are forgiven; but upon this condition, that you renounce your freedom, and become my bondman.""There's eggs...."Reuben had no idea why he said this. It must have been the way her eyes were fixed on him, glowing above bistred shadows.
