“I don’t see that his being a good sort matters. Would you like to borrow some of my clothes? I think we're about the same size. Tell me, Sir," she added, with forced calmness, and grasping Wood's arm; "what has Jack done? Tell me in a word, that I may know the worst. A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. I found him lying like this, the bleeding partly stopped by this scarf, else he had been dead by now. His hair flew out from the sides of his head like black bats from a belfry, it was unruly and long. . The smell of laundry detergent was noticeable, the bed sheets very tightly stretched across the bed, tucked in on three sides. ” “It seems so—so unworthy”—she picked among her phrases “of the noble love you give—” She stopped, through the difficulty she found in expressing herself. But men are so careless, there's no trusting anything to them! However, I must try to brazen it out.
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