Baptist Kettleby (for so was the Master named) was a "goodly portly man, and a corpulent," whose fair round paunch bespoke the affection he entertained for good liquor and good living. ‘Flirting, Gerald? A new come-out for you. Whenever she came upon the obliterated word and paused, her father would say: "Faith. Vite, I pray you. Perhaps I deceived you about it. Do you hear?" "I do, Sir," replied Austin respectfully. “David,” she said, “you are not a coward, are you?” “I do not know,” he muttered. The manager had sketched the girl's character, or rather had interpreted it, from the incidents which had happened since dinner.
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