"So much the better," rejoined Sir Rowland. And no ill-chances. ” Chapter XXV THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room with a deferential little gesture. 9. She met his eye for a moment in curious surprise. She had started wearing the dresses he bought for her, the white and blue shift he said, “brings out the color in your eyes”. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music.
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