The Ragged Edge. . Most of my people are upstairs dressing for dinner. " At the door of this tavern, which was situated on the left of the street, not more than a hundred yards distant from the church, the bell of which began to toll as soon as the procession came in sight, the cart drew up, and the whole cavalcade halted. His hair flew out from the sides of his head like black bats from a belfry, it was unruly and long. . The windows were small, and strongly grated, looking, in front, on Kendrick Yard, and, at the back, upon the spacious burial-ground of Saint Giles's Church. ’ ‘Unless it is Captain Roding,’ put in Lucilla Froxfield from the curved back sofa on the other side of the fireplace. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. " "Iss, Massa Austin," replied the black. He appeared to thunder dire happenings if she did not obey him without further ado.
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