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Tell Bess to slip out, and I'll put on her cloak and hood. His arms released from his 68 sides, he lifted them around her in a light embrace. ‘Comment? This is not a mirror!’ It was a portrait. ‘Naturally I had to come,’ confirmed the lively blonde, her eyes twinkling up at Alderley. While he was dragged along in the manner just described, Thames looked around to ascertain, if possible, where he was; for he did not put entire faith in Jonathan's threat of sending him to the round-house, and apprehensive of something even worse than imprisonment. Coat, on the present occasion, he had none, it being more convenient, as well as agreeable to him, to pursue his avocations in his shirtsleeves; but, when fully equipped, he wore a large-cuffed, long-skirted garment, which had once been the property of his master.
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