Look in the small hide-bound book that he keeps in his boot. "I guessed as much. ’ But she reckoned without the fellow Trodger. Do you expect me, I wonder. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. "My sight is failing me. ’ ‘What?’ Appalled, Gerald could only gaze at her.
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