" "Are you sure of that?" returned Winifred, looking uneasily at Jack. So I made haste and recovered. ” “For you. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. She began to read, and presently she entered another world, and remained in it for two hours.
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