Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. "I can," replied Trenchard. I wonder if I should have locked you up if I’d been your father. That is why I have dyed my hair, that is why I have abandoned my rôle of ingenuèe and altered my whole style of dress. ” She sat quite still looking at him. “Well, hello there. Ruth did not reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. Of course, I don't believe she's what you would call flush. Sir John looked about him, and somehow the laugh died away. When about to retire to rest, the rencounter with Jack Sheppard again recurred to him, and he half blamed himself for not acquainting Mr. ” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass.
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