Maggot was equipped in a light blue riding-habit, trimmed with silver, a hunting-cap and a flaxen peruke, and, instead of a whip, carried a stout cudgel. "The key," replied the widow. Take it, I tell you. For she needed him. But also this must not go on. She meant to go, she meant to go, she meant to go. He was perhaps forty-five years of age. Meantime, the lady had overtaken them; but, terrified by the menaces of her vindictive kinsmen, she did not dare to reveal herself to her husband, of whose concealment on the roof of the very house the party were searching she was aware.
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