The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. The streets were full of colour. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. Until he felt a sharpness digging into his coat at the point of his heart.
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