Truly, my dear Moll Peascod would never know me in this dress.
And old Moll, also in her best clothes, stood behind her mistress's chair.
At the door of the hall Donovan stopped and turned to von Moll.
Gorman edged up close to von Moll and caught him by the elbow.
If a horse sweats in the stable, Moll White has been upon his back.
Could it be that Moll had a second ...