CHAPTER XXVII. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. ” His eyes were squeezed shut. Rather! Who could help it?” He towered up over her and smiled down at her in his fatherly way. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. “Women are mocked,” she said. He kissed her lightly on the lips. " The woollen-draper replied by gallantly handing her the box, which was instantly snatched from her by Blueskin, who, after helping himself to as much of its contents as he could conveniently squeeze between his thumb and finger, put it very coolly in his pocket. Covering his face with a crape mask, and taking the candle from his associate, Jack entered the room; and, pistol in hand, stepped up to the bed, and approached the light to the eyes of the sleepers. “She must,” said Mr.
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