‘Comment? This is not a mirror!’ It was a portrait. A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. Told you how it would be. Ennison, who had been standing with his back to the window, came suddenly a little further into the room. "He says he don't understand flash," replied the lady in gentleman's attire. " Spurlock, who was absorbing this talk thirstily, laughed. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child.
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