"Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. The tall, blond boys, right?” “That’s them. "I am," replied Jonathan, following him, "and so," he added in an undertone, "are your captors. The eyes, too, though large and bright, and shaded by long lashes, seemed to betoken, as hazel eyes generally do in men, a faithless and uncertain disposition. All along the wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a military review scheduled for this afternoon. Nothing would stop her, and she was prepared to face the consequences.
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