“Don’t come nearer!” she said. The world, perhaps,
will be educated out of its idea of fixed standards. She was perplexed by this, and stood for some seconds in
the empty street hesitating, until the appearance of another circumspect woman
under the street lamp at the corner reassured her. Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then
much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what
was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. Jonathan had not deceived him. He was not particularly grateful for the
present situation. Her bonnet dropped off and was trampled into the gutter. "But—sapperment!—I wish they hadn't broken
my pipe. "I shall need little more. In a sense I
don’t care. Sheppard, as I
told you, is in Bedlam, an incurable maniac; while her son is in the New Prison,
whence he will only be removed to Newgate and Tyburn. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been
a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him
down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon
the beach? She was cynical, this spinster. Her long arms handled the sword with a memorized
ease and grace.
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