Wood. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. CHAPTER XXXI. "Attend to me, Mrs. 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. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. " "Of course," rejoined Quilt, maliciously; "every thief is so. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest.
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