It was like being outside a lion's cage. People appeared and disappeared in front
of the lighted door; windows stood open, with heads craning out all along the inn
face. I was hurrying off the back of my horse when the admiral came out on to ...
His name was Williams—Captain Williams of the Lion, which he part owned; a
man of some note for the dinners he gave on board his ship. His eyes sparkled
blue and very round in a round rosy face, and he clawed effusively at my arm.
I wanted to keep out of the way, but it was impossible to get a boatman to row me
off to the Lion. They were all dying to sce the show, and, half curious, half
reluctant, I let myself drift with the crowd. The gallows themselves stood high
enough to ...
I remembered my engagement to dine with Williams on board the Lion, and I rose
to my feet. There did not seem to be any chance of my talking to the young girl.
She was once more leaning nonchalantly over the lizard, and her hair drooped ...
The shield was patched in with an immense number of quarterings—lions
rampant, leopards courant, fleurs de lis, castles, eagles, hands, and arms. His
eyes opened slowly, and his face assumed an easy, languorous smile of
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