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I mean Miss Charvill no harm. America, the land of rosy apples and snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward. ’ Footsteps sounded just outside, and Captain Roding walked in. She searched for it for many days that stretched into weeks before she gave up. It wasn’t. This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. “Hullo!” Courtlaw, haggard, his deep-set eyes more brilliant than ever, took Anna’s hand into his, and breathed a little close drawn sigh of content. Only I’m so incensed with that crazy fool Gerald that—oh, well, never mind.
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