“You have the temperament,” he said. "The part was crooked," she explained. Before a word could be said, however, a slight noise was heard in the chimney, and Jack with his irons on descended from it. She hoped to turn him off with the mention of Study Halls and detentions, as there were no such animals in 204 Martin’s world of high pressure academics. He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance.
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