” Lucy added, growing weary. He uttered a deep groan, but said nothing. She was too late. On examination it proved to be a flat bar of iron, nearly a yard in length, and more than an inch square. “Can you give me any information as to this affair?” he asked. 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.
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