” Her father’s irony deepened. He began to tell me something—and stopped. "The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. There was only one small grated window in this hold, which admitted but little light. " The stranger said nothing, but hastily brushed away a tear. " "Is this true, Sir?" cried Mrs.
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