His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. A queer nut. “Mr. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. “Alice—Alice gone dotty, and all over kids. He may die. For the first time, perhaps, in his life, he repented of his brutality.
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