Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. There is a button loose on that coat under your pillow. ” She spoke with a certain asperity. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. 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. Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. “Lucy Albert, sir. , like to forget all about it—even their names. The door closed upon her, and he moved reluctantly away. He had sufficient strength to wait upon himself. Nothing at all. She could hear their footsteps upon the pavement.
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