“I”—he seemed to have a difficulty with the word—“I love you. “Here,” he said, “is this Blau See, and here we rest until to-morrow. The above description of —the great Figg, by the prize-fighting swains Sole monarch acknowledged of Mary'bone plains— may sound somewhat tame by the side of the glowing account given of him by his gallant biographer, who asserts that "there was a majesty shone in his countenance, and blazed in his actions, beyond all I ever saw;" but it may, possibly, convey a more accurate notion of his personal appearance. ’ ‘And where do you propose to go?’ enquired Gerald carefully.
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