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. He jumps the words out of your mouth; he takes hold of what you have to say before you have had time to express it properly. “That’s all very well when one isn’t the material experimented upon,” Ann Veronica had remarked. "See her I will. His conscience, however, was entirely another affair.
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