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Her companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black sheath by his side. He had the air of a man who has said too much. She tried to be casual. " "We waste time with this fellow," interposed Sir Cecil, "and may lose the object of our quest, who, beyond doubt, has taken refuge in this building. If only we work together. Beneath the hood it was evident that her rebellious hair was bound up with red silk, and fastened by some device in her ears (unless she had them pierced, which was too dreadful a thing to suppose!) were long brass filigree earrings. “You see the pointer?” he asked. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. " Mrs. His spirits began to rise. She made a few protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations, but he did not heed them or care for them.
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