“I am afraid that you are making a mistake,” she said. She got up, as she had been told to do, at his appearance, and he amazed her by sitting down, according to custom, on her stool. Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but by no means contemptible reputation of his own.
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