"I need not
remind you, Sir Rowland, that I am aware you are deeply implicated in the
Jacobite plot which is now known to be hatching. The sun shined weakly through brief pinpricks
90
in the thick cloud cover, the weather was brewing a
storm. He donned his winter
coat. She occupied a small sofa, a little
apart, a ruddy-complexioned gentleman some years her senior beside her, and
glanced about with an air of considerable unease. Don't suppose," she
added, with a scornful glance at her helpmate, "that I would pay him the
compliment of thinking he could possibly be the father of such a boy as you. And pouring the contents of a small powderflask into a bumper of brandy, he tendered him the mixture. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant
upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry,
which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards
whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. He looked like
the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing
could be more miserable.
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