. It was a bizarre sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray limestone. ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. And go quickly that I may finish to search. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik.
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