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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. "You are arrested for high treason," rejoined Wild, presenting a pistol at his head, while he drew forth a parchment,—"here is my warrant. ’ So saying, he pulled her forward, slipping her arms about his back. . She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. "Curse him!" muttered Abraham. ” “I suppose people would say that it is a matter of temperament,” she continued. Speedily recovering himself, however, he rejoined, with forced calmness, "You are mistaken, Sir.
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