"The only disguise I ever put on is a dress-suit, and I look as natural as a pig at a Mahomedan dinner. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. She struggled fiercely not to give way. “I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. Love stories! It was of negligible importance that these books were bound in paper; Romance lay unalterably within. His hair is oddly streaked with gray —I might say a dishonourable gray. I worshipped women long before I found any woman I might ever hope to worship. ‘A French rat with exceedingly long arms, I see. Again silence.
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