"Certainly not," replied Gay. They had not proceeded far when a low moan was heard. A native of Manchester, he was the son of Kenelm Kneebone, a staunch Catholic, and a sergeant of dragoons, who lost his legs and his life while fighting for James the Second at the battle of the Boyne, and who had little to bequeath his son except his laurels and his loyalty to the house of Stuart. At any rate, he began to deliberately personate him. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly. ’ ‘What about this Leonardo fellow?’ Hilary asked, still frowning heavily. "Some one must have assisted him. But perhaps you don't know; there was nothing in the pockets. You will observe that a coronet is embroidered on it. That is what I’ve had on my conscience. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it.
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