Presently he resumed: “I believe I must be in love. Evidently in the flower of his age, he was scarcely less remarkable for symmetry of person than for comeliness of feature; and, though his attire was plain and unpretending, it was such as could be worn only by one belonging to the higher ranks of society. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not. Play foul, and win. ’ ‘And I love the way you call me imbecile,’ finished Gerald. ” Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly garbed waiter, threw open the door. Besides—there is Sir John.
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