“There are a good many Whites in London. But get up behind, Blueskin. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. "It is useless to deny it," replied Jack. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. I’ll have to think of something else.
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