” There was silence between them. She shuddered, adding confidentially, ‘You wouldn’t get me in there now, mind. I shall want you. It was a bizarre sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray limestone. The chance had gone. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. " And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon it. Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. It’s no good flying out at that, Vee; I didn’t arrange it. The vicomte must be well known to those high-born who have gone to England. " "Where—where?" cried Thames.
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