Kneebone, Van Galgebrok, and Baptist Kettleby—all of whom greeted him cordially. "I haven't offended you?"—not contritely but curiously. Her knees shook, her breath came fast, she almost felt the lurid effect of those tiny patches of rouge upon her pallor-stricken cheeks. Occasionally the canvas snapped as the wind veered slightly.
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