Chapter

1 I | conquer like the highwaymen of old. They are rapacious creatures;
2 I |      just ripe, eighteen years old, as fair as her mother is
3 II|        tune and rattling as an old kettle.~Two tall, russet-haired,
4 II|     had he come to employ that old method, he, that sharp man
5 IV|         humming to himself the old couplet:~“A woman changeth