CHAPTER XXIII. I wonder what men would say if we threw the mask aside—if we really told them what WE thought of them, really showed them what WE were. But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. ’ A wary look came over her face, and Roding intervened. "As I could wish!" cried Jonathan. ” “Not exactly,” he answered nervously. " So saying, he descended a short spiral staircase, and, entering a long stone gallery, from which several other passages branched, took one of them, and after various turnings—for he was familiar with all the intricacies of the prison— arrived at the cell of which he was in search. 4. Wood, (for I never do anything without consulting my better half,) I'll take the boy, educate him, and bring him up to my own business of a carpenter. "He is," replied a portly personage, arrayed in a gorgeous yellow brocade dressing-gown, lined with cherry-coloured satin, and having a crimson velvet cap, surmounted by a gold tassel, on his head. Boys, at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. John. Sir Montacute had three children—two daughters and yourself. ‘I knew it.
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