“Here, dis is for you. And, decently as he could, McClintock was giving the man the boot. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. ” He leaned back in his chair as though wearied. Towards night, however, he ventured out, and walked on towards London. ” The redness in his face betrayed him. ” “And that, I suppose,” he said, waving his stick towards Mr.
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