That’s Italians for you. "He called me a wanton, Hoddy. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and
gin. By this time, Jonathan and the vast mob attending him, had come up, and the
place was rendered almost as light as day by the links. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant
upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry,
which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards
whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. Mind, I, Baptist Kettleby, say so. No more. He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and
long white hands of which he made a display.
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