“His love-making,” she remarked, “struck me as unconvincing. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. He was a young man of about two-and-twenty, who, without having anything remarkable either in dress or appearance, was yet a noticeable person, if only for the indescribable expression of cunning pervading his countenance. He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand.
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