“Tell me,” she insisted, “why you look like that. Unwillingly he drew a little nearer, and became one of the group of loiterers about the entrance. A live man. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. Make up your mind as to the terms, and I'll engage to find the man. . Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. She answered in whispers, for there was the white arm of a woman in the next box peeping beyond the partition within a yard of him. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. ” Anna’s eyes opened a little wider, but she said nothing.
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