Part of his head was swathed in linen bandages. “I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt. "Do you see any likeness?" "Don't I," returned Jack, bitterly. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. This was the body of a man, apparently lifeless, and stretched upon a mattress, with his head bound up in a linen cloth, through which the blood had oosed. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. With one or two exceptions, there were no pews; and, as the intercourse with London was then but slight, the seats were occupied almost exclusively by the villagers. "I cannot sign it," returned Trenchard. Nothing would induce me to marry you, or any man at present.
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