He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. Not one of them but bore the marks of having been engaged in a recent and severe conflict. I was in the front row, and I fancied she smiled at me. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. I wanted you to know. But I give you this warning, and let it sink in. The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy.
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