He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. Her cheeks flushed a dull red. ’ ‘I imagine it must be a relief to you, after so lucky an escape. " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. ‘But then again, possibly not. “I’m sorry Mister McCloskey! I was out seeing my boyfriend!” He stared at her concernedly. Your adoptive father understands mankind better.
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