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They laughed and talked and stared about them. ‘She’s wearing a lightskirt’s clothing?’ ‘Nothing obviously so, I assure you. You don’t have to live forever to understand that. ” She said wistfully. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. Ever since the discovery of his relationship to the Trenchard family, a marked change had taken place in Jack's demeanour and looks, which were so much refined and improved that he could scarcely be recognised as the same person. She had been forced to buy herself that pair of boots and a walking-skirt, and the pearl necklace at the pawnbrokers’ had yielded very disappointingly. For some time after he was locked up in this prison Jack continued in a very dejected state.
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