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’ ‘Pah! Your major will say something to this. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. “Where to?” he asked, as the hansom drove up. ” Ann Veronica said something about a general change of ideas. “I should like to understand you,” he said. “Maybe someday I can look them up again, just to see how they are doing. ” Chapter XXV THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room with a deferential little gesture. . Because their human lives were so short, the happily married had no time to get sick of one another. One side of the face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. Nigel Ennison was he. Notwithstanding the remonstrances of Wood and Winifred, Thames instantly followed the domestic, and found a man, with his face muffled up, at the door, as she had described.
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