‘You make a game with me, I think. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. “Quite different. ” His lips tightened, and he frowned with solemn resolution. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. Not the explosive vigour of the north-born, but that which would quietly meet physical hardships and bear them triumphantly. —I'll soon find you out. The lady grasped it more firmly and turned it upon Hilary.
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