Jove, he didn’t take to it kindly, I can tell you. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word. . It was exactly as Sebastian had foreseen.
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