She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. The feeling of last days grew stronger with her as their number diminished. " "Have it, and welcome," rejoined Figg. ’ She tried to shake his hands off her wrists, but Gerald held them fast and tutted at her. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. And what was singular she did not recount to the doctor that morning's adventure. " Taking Jack into a shed behind the workshop the smith in a short time freed him from his fetters.
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