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As she approached, the carpenter's wife eyed her from head to foot, in the hope of finding something in her person or apparel to quarrel with. "That gown is getting shabby. But was it Faith? That is what she was this day going to find out. Clarice was from Lombardy, fair-haired and light skinned. The ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or festooned with dusty cobwebs. “It was perhaps my fault. ‘But for how long?’ Lady Bicknacre asked apprehensively. "Here, Tom," he added, calling to a shop-boy, "run and fetch a constable. Glancing at the finger-post over the cage, which has been described as situated at the outskirts of the village, and seeing no directions to Dollis Hill, he made fresh inquiries as to where it lay, from an elderly man, who was standing with another countryman near the little prison.
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