He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. Spurling, who had been hastily compounding another bowl of punch. Jack affected to close the door, but left it slightly ajar. She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. Then they would leave and she would go back to being alone.
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