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Jinks dodging to
avoid the eyes of the new-comers, but still preserving an expression
of haughty scorn.
Meanwhile Verty had descried his old forest suit lying upon a shelf,
and, laying down his rifle, had nearly indued his limbs therewith. In
fifteen minutes he had completed the change in his costume, and stood
before Mr. Jinks the same forest-hunter which he had been, before the
purchase of the elegant clothes he had just taken off. Instead of
rosetted shoes, moccasins; instead of silk and velvet, leather and
fur. On his head, his old white hat had taken the place of the
fashionable chapeau. Verty finished, by taking off the bow of ribbon
which secured his hair behind, and scattering the profuse curls over
his shoulders.
"Now," he sighed, looking in a mirror which hung upon the wall, "I
feel more like myself."
Jinks gazed at him with dignified emotion.
"You return to the woods, sir," he said; "would that I could make up
my mind to follow your example. This man, O'Brallaghan, however--"
And Mr.


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