A riding-habit is all I have seen. It’s made up of things as small as the diameter of hairs and big as life and death. Boys, at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. Sheppard, who seemed to be crouching upon the floor. ” “You and your father?” Lucy asked. All at once he saw a way out of the threatening doldrums. “Mr. "Ah!" exclaimed Wild, looking angrily towards his supposed attendant.
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