A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. The policeman raised his voice, slightly agitated. " "She has paid dearly for it," muttered Blueskin. Good words, without deeds, are rushes and reeds.
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