Transcription: Barnaby Rudge. He had ornamented his hat with a cluster of peacock feathers, but they were limp and broken, and now trailed negligently down his back. Girt to his side was the still hilt of an old sword without blade or scabbard, and some party-colored ends of ribbons and poor glass toys completed the ornamental portion of his attire. The fluttered and confused disposition of all the motley scraps that formed his dress bespoke in a scarcely less degree than his eager and unsettled manner the disorder of his mind.
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