ToC
During the whole of the next day and night, the poor widow hovered like a ghost
about the precincts of the debtors' garrison,—for admission (by the Master's
express orders,) was denied her. As he gazed down
into the courts of the prison, he could not help shuddering, lest a false step might
precipitate him below. ‘Obsessed, that’s
what you are. ‘I’m following a scent. He stood up and she
ushered him out of the small room. ”
“Then, whoever he may be, he is not Meysey Hill,” Courtlaw said. Had she too been flying from
something and had accepted this method of escape? But what frying-pan could
be equal to this fire?
All this led him back to the original circle. “Muck-headed moral ass! I ought to have done anything. It consisted of a full-dress coat of
brown flowered velvet, laced with silver; a waistcoat of white satin, likewise
richly embroidered; shoes with red heels, and large diamond buckles; pearlcoloured silk stockings with gold clocks; a muslin cravat, or steen-kirk, as it was
termed, edged with the fine point lace; ruffles of the same material, and so ample
as almost to hide the tips of his fingers; and a silver-hilted sword.
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