He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. ” She shook her head. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. The Master of the Mint was accompanied by another gentleman almost as portly as himself, and quite as deliberate in his movements. A true nun.
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