Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but by no means contemptible reputation of his own. "How very fortunate it is," he observed, "that I happened to call upon Mr. ‘Did I say so? When last heard from you were claiming some good English name.
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