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You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. He noted the strong white teeth as they snipped the thread. Telling the porter that he would attend to the house himself, he bade him go in search of Jack Sheppard. ’ There was a chuckle in his voice. Come, come, be reasonable, and listen to me. She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. He was plainly attired in a riding-dress and boots of the period, and wore a hanger by his side.
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