His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. I'm safe enough if you hold your tongue. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. " "Are you sure of that?" returned Winifred, looking uneasily at Jack. “I’m going to talk of indifferent themes,” said Ramage, a little fussily, “until these interruptions of the service are over.
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