A pig, yes, a little. 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. They had not so far been of much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different. There was a pleasant numbness in the bottle; that's why I went to it. He had just arrived from Manchester, whence he had been summoned by that treacherous thief-taker.
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