Besides, I have my doubts that he is so very sick. As the woollendraper's back was towards him, he did not perceive him, but continued his passionate addresses. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. You did not say a word about it last week, nor have you written. Much to her annoyance, therefore, Winifred was left alone with the woollendraper, who following up a maxim of his own, "that nothing was gained by too much bashfulness," determined to profit by the opportunity. " "I should like a little of that plum-tart," said Mrs.
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