S. CHAPTER XXVII. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. Presently he caught her puzzled glance, and recollected himself, turning on the charm again. “Well,” she said. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. If you were ten years younger, you'd have me wondering. " "What gives you that idea?" "Well, we could find no letter of credit, no letters, no labels in his clothes—not a single clew to his real identity. That dress! Only a man—and an unworldly one—would have permitted you to proceed on your adventure dressed in a gown thirty years out of date. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not. ” “I know. ‘Don’t lose your temper again.
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