Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. Kneebone assured her that he did say so; and, as a further proof of his sincerity, squeezed her hand very warmly under the table. If Winifred remained silent, her looks would have disarmed a person of less assurance than the woollen-draper. “He means nothing!” She whispered loudly.
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