A Minion of the Moon: A Romance of the King's Highway — John Shaqi
A Minion of the Moon: A Romance of the King's HighwaySpeight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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A Minion of the Moon: A Romance of the King's Highway
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
Brigands and robbers -- Fiction; England -- Fiction; English fiction -- 19th century
While the woman cleared the table Mr. Jack went back to his chair near
the fire. The blaze, as he bent towards it in musing mood, resting an
elbow on either knee, lighted up a face that was very pleasant to look
upon. In shape it was a rather long oval, the cheeks as smooth and
rounded as those of a girl of twenty, with that pure healthy tint in
them which nothing but plenty of exposure to sun and wind can impart;
indeed, if you had looked closely, you would have seen that here and
there they were slightly freckled. Add to this a nose of the Grecian
type, long and straight, and a short upper lip with a marked cleft in
it. His hair, which was brushed straight back from his forehead, so as
to help in the formation of his queue, was of the color of filberts
when at their ripest, with here and there a gleam of dead gold in it.
His large eyes were of the deepest shade of hazel, heavily lashed, and
with a wonderful velvety softness in them, which, when he was at all
excited, would glow and kindle with a sort of inner flame, or, if his
temper were roused--which it easily was--would flash with scornful
lightnings, while the line between his brows deepened to a veritable
furrow. For, truth to tell, Mr. Jack Prentice was of a quick and
somewhat fiery disposition; a little too ready, perhaps, to take
offence; with an intense hatred for every kind of injustice, and a
fine scorn, for the little meannesses and subterfuges of everyday
life, the practice of which with many of us is so habitual and
matter-of-course that we no longer recognize them for what they really
are.
But if Master Jack was a little too ready, so to speak, to clap his
hand on the hilt of his rapier, he never bore any after-malice. His
temper would flare out and be done with it with the suddenness of a
summer storm, which has come and gone and given you a taste of its
quality almost before you know what has happened.
But we shall know more of "Jack," generous, loyal, and true-hearted,
before we have done with him.
The door opened and Mr. Cope-Ellerslie came in. His guest stood up and
turned to receive him.
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