He was almost frightening in silhouette, his hair uncontrollable under the best of circumstances, but that changed when you saw his face. He kissed her cheek. Behind Mrs. "Zounds! what's that!" he cried, as the noise of a scuffle was heard behind them. . Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. A bad man, in fact. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped.
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