"He is," replied a portly personage, arrayed in a gorgeous yellow brocade
dressing-gown, lined with cherry-coloured satin, and having a crimson velvet
cap, surmounted by a gold tassel, on his head. Mac's. "No; we never had one;
at least, I never saw it. ‘Where is Gérard?’
‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly. His frame was wasted,
and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard,
which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. Now, Sir," he
added, turning to Jonathan, as Sir Cecil and his followers obeyed his injunctions,
"you say you know the road which the person whom we seek has taken?"
"I do," replied Jonathan. I see that compromise is more necessary to life
than I ignorantly supposed it to be, and I have been trying to get Lord Morley’s
book on that subject, but it does not appear to be available in the prison library,
and the chaplain seems to regard him as an undesirable writer. "
"Thank'ee,—thank'ee. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call
out "Mother!"
"Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed.
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