Sheppard's weight had destroyed the equilibrium of the plank: it swerved, and slowly descended. Furious shouting, and the thunder of running feet. The knight, who could ill brook this familiarity, instantly arose. And, now, to find a messenger. She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. Something in her voice and manner conveyed an effect of unwonted gravity to him. Gosse was backing towards the table. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off.
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