[…]With a great ſumme obteined I this freedome.

His reflection is occluded by the mist on the mirror.

“Damn,” he said to no one in particular but looking at Trixie with dollar-sign eyes, the hardness displayed toward her softening. “We sure 'nuf gonna be seven-figure niggas, huh?”

I must be ignorant indeed not to know, that the Duchess, ever since you met, hath been most politicly employed in increasing those forces, and sharpening those arms with which she subdued you at first […]