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This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. Winter came: rainy, damp, and savage. He was entranced as she walked towards him. “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. Robbed of their prey, the fury of the mob became ungovernable. "You're not out yet, you young hound," rejoined Quilt, striving ineffectually to burst open the door. But she no longer obsessed over heresy, no longer did she feel cursed by God. “Heaven knows!” said Mr. ” She saw him flinch, but he gave no sign of it in his tone.
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