Section 3. " Ruth repeated the word, not in the effect of a query, but ruminantly. "Of course," rejoined the bystander, who had just spoken, and who was of a cynical turn,—"the greater the rascal, the better they like him. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. The landing was defended by Quilt Arnold and the Jew. Dinner was quite uneventful. But when Ruth's hand fell gently upon his bony head, he knew that no one in this house would ever offer him a kick.
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