Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano. This formidable person, who was no other than the renowned Figg, the "Atlas of the sword," as he is termed by Captain Godfrey, had removed his hat and "skull covering," and was wiping the heat from his bepatched and closeshaven pate. Tom swore he hadn't set eyes on him since the trial. Following her lead, he fortified himself with a swallow of the excellent Madeira before responding. It isn’t illusions—for us. “Look here, father,” she said, with a change in her voice, “suppose I won’t stand it?” He regarded her as though this was a new idea. The cause of this uproar was soon manifest.
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