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1. It was a habit she had taken from Remenham House, but could not wear because of the colour which must draw attention. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. Beauty doesn’t mean, never has meant, anything—anything at all but you. He was instantly overpowered, and stretched upon the ground. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. Most of them didn’t, anyhow. 9. "How very like it is!" "Not so strange, surely," laughed Thames, "that a picture should resemble the person for whom it's intended.
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