They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. Cocked hats and buckled swords spoke of rank. " No sooner had Wood crept through the window, than nature gave way, and he fainted. “If you come a step nearer to me,” she said, “I will smash every glass on this table. " "Oh! do not say so," replied his wretched parent. “You—appear to know my name, sir,” Sir John said. ‘What is this proof?’ ‘I will not tell you. \"The servants will hear you!\" \"I don't care! Why do you?” She cried.
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