‘Sleeping like a baby, he is. His five o’clock shadow was bristly against her fingers. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. ” “I am really curious,” she persisted.
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