She was dressed in a little white frock, with a very long body, and very short sleeves, which looked (from a certain fullness about the hips,) as if it was intended to be worn with a hoop. Had he had the child to think of, he might have recovered from his grief at Mary’s death. Taking the wind was her business in life. After he was gone in the morning, Ruth would steal into the study and hurriedly read what he had written the previous night. But did Gerald trouble himself about her? No. This became very interesting. "Odd's life!" cried Gay, in astonishment; "is this slight-made stripling Jack Sheppard? Why, I expected to see a man six foot high at the least, and as broad across the shoulders as our friend Figg.
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