![]() It would seem-to look at the man as he sat there-that he had grown old before his time. One of his feet was cased in folds of linen, as it rested on a soft velvet ottoman, speaking of gout as plainly as any foot ever spoke yet. His hair was gray, the smoothness of his expansive brow was defaced by premature wrinkles, and his once attractive face bore the pale, unmistakable look of dissipation. ![]() In an easy-chair of the spacious and handsome library of his town-house sat William, Earl of Mount Severn.
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