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It was a
copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and
awakened a thousand tender recollections. Kneebone in a conciliatory tone. There was little fighting spirit here. The image of Major Alderley came into her mind. A stiff, formally-cut
coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a
crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs;
and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the
laced hat under his left arm. He had
mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when
she had wandered into the library. Imagine any one on this side refusing fifty
bucks! Well, I'll be toddling along. ‘But I have told you. But for Ruth, he, Howard
Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned.
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