Part 6 He became quite sure, by a sort of accumulation of reflection, as the day wore on. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes. She began to feel odd sensations while peering busily at his shoulder and profile. But you must tell her. In the rush of commuters he did not see her boarding his train. Then it was the woman herself who was changed. Men of action by the scarlet coats with their grey facings—insignia of the county militia. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. Uttering a terrible imprecation, Jonathan snatched up the link, and hastily descended the stairs, leaving the Jew behind him.
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