In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. . She spoke readily enough, but there was a new timidity in her manner. ” She thanked him with one of her shy little glances. " "The same who was here just now?" "No, Sir Rowland, a much finer boy.
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