Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to
the woman’s cheeks. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. Any one less courageous than himself would have
abandoned the attempt from a conviction of its utter hopelessness; but, though it
might for a moment damp his ardour, it could not deter him. He looked the boy over with
interest. Boys,
at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain
charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush
breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of
which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. A
fever of shame ran through her being. They
walked in silence. "
The hint was not lost upon Wood.
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