” Then she looked up at him with frightened eyes. He had not proceeded far when he encountered Sir Rowland, who, having missed his attendant, had returned to look after him. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. “I want to ask you a question,” he said. ’ ‘Don’t interrupt me! You break into a gentleman’s residence, I say, and hold up two members of His Majesty’s peacekeeping forces with a pistol. If there were any pearls, none came into the light. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes.
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