"I'm glad to hear it, that's all," he added, taking out his snuff-box, his never-failing resource in such emergencies. " "Do what you please with him," muttered Trenchard to Wild. As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. Drummond smoked his cigarette meditatively. "I was right," replied Jack, returning as coolly as if nothing had happened. He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness.
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