A tourist caravan of four pole-chairs jogged along a narrow street. The kindly faced landlady had failed to catch his name, and said he was a tall, handsome gentleman with a great black mustache. They agreed to lend her their hold-all and a large, formless bag which they called the communal trunk. " Ten minutes' walk brought them to the hotel. “He was in holy orders, and we were to have been married when he got a living.
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