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And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. He would repeat them innumerable times, and patiently Ruth would repeat her answers. ‘I doubt very much whether they are yours at all. ‘What, is Nicholas dead?’ He saw the two of them exchange glances and an instinct of danger rose up. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow. You mustn’t do things like that.
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