’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls. In a few seconds, the shutter flew open,—then the window,—and they were in the room. He was, in fact, quite eager to go on living. “But all the rest of our case is right. You are a detective?" "Yes. ” He started back as though he had been shot. It consisted of a close jerkin of brown frieze, ornamented with a triple row of brass buttons; loose Dutch slops, made very wide in the seat and very tight at the knees; red stockings with black clocks, and a fur cap.
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