Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. And, setting down the link, he proceeded deliberately to untie his cravat. "Ja, ja, Muntmeester," said the Dutchman, removing the pipe from his mouth, and speaking in a deep and guttural voice, "leave the affair to Johannes. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. "Miss Enschede and Mr. What had she so nearly said? She had almost spoken a name—and quickly withdrawn it. Wild, he asserted, had robbed him of a large sum of money, and till it was restored he would never plead. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. The first was to break a dinner engagement.
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