Manning,” she began. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. “Then turn round and go back there,” she directed. I don’t want to influence you unduly—But—They’re artistic people, Vee. Danger, in the form he apprehended, was lurking outside: nor was he destined to enjoy long repose. "I'm glad to hear it, that's all," he added, taking out his snuff-box, his never-failing resource in such emergencies.
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