"I've had much experience in the wilderness with wounds." "You're a good lad, Peter," said the slaver.

"I've told you that before, but I repeat it now." Robert then arrayed himself in dry garments.

He was strangely and wonderfully attired in a shirt of fine linen with lace ruffles, a short, embroidered jacket of purple velvet, purple velvet knee-breeches, silk stockings and pumps, or low shoes, with large silver buckles.

It was very gorgeous, and, just then, very comfortable.
"You look the dandy to the full, Peter," said the slaver.

"The clothes have hung here more than a year.