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The fine-looking man was, I found, Captain Helfrich. "Well, that matter is squared now!" exclaimed the tall sailor; "so, youngster, we'll aboard at once, before either you or I get into mischief." On our way to the brig, we stopped at a slop clothes-shop. "Here, Mr Levi! I want an outfit for this youngster," said my friend, taking me in.
For others, yes, but not for Archibald! Here are the doubloons, produce the jolly bracelet Thanks!" The jeweller counted the notes with the same unction which Archie had observed earlier in the day in the proprietor of the second-hand clothes-shop. The process made him genial. "A nasty, wet day, sir, it's been," he observed, chattily. Archie shook his head.
He had a shabby blue frock coat, a red, soldierly looking waistcoat, and a kind of coarse white trousers common among the early Victorians, but strangely incongruous today. From all this old clothes-shop his olive face stood out strangely young and monstrously sincere.
Sleuth went out, and that same evening there came two parcels addressed to his landlady. These parcels contained clothes. But it was quite clear to Mrs. Bunting's eyes that they were not new clothes. In fact, they had evidently been bought in some good second-hand clothes-shop. A funny thing for a real gentleman like Mr. Sleuth to do!
But many a long seam had passed through her fingers since then, for she worked at a clothes-shop all the week with the sewing-machine, whence arose the possibility of patching Charley's clothes, for the overseer granted her a cutting or two now and then. After a little chat, Stephen put the question: "If I find a place for Charley, will you go to Providence Chapel next Sunday?"
Of course the coat was not a very good fit, and the shoes were too large: but Bob had picked up the two at an old clothes-shop for two shillings, and they were the best he could do. At any rate, they were whole, and they would keep Willie warm. It was a miserably foggy evening in November.
And every shop that is not a provision-shop or a clothes-shop or a boot-shop, is a wine-shop or at least you would think so, until you remember, after you have walked through the street, what a lot of other kinds of shops you have seen on your way.
Not only was Peter's bedroom full of outer garments, and Miss Felicia's, too, for that matter but the banisters looked like a clothes-shop undergoing a spring cleaning, so thickly were the coats slung over its hand rail.
And every shop that is not a provision-shop or a clothes-shop or a boot-shop, is a wine-shop or at least you would think so, until you remember, after you have walked through the street, what a lot of other kinds of shops you have seen on your way.
I woke somewhat late, with my head in a strange state of confusion, my heart intoxicated from the foregone evening by the agitation of that delightful meeting. At length I dragged myself out of bed and procured a fresh cup of milk, and straight on top of that a plate of beef. I was no longer hungry, but my nerves were in a highly-strung condition. I went off to the clothes-shop in the bazaar.
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