He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. He'll mend, I hope. " "The Tigress!" The doctor laughed. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. She recognized the cloth at once, waylaid him, and with that directness of speech particularly hers she explained what she wanted.
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