It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket. Whenever they stepped from the chairs, he stepped down. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. “But you’re wrong. "Her ladyship—" faltered the attendant. Something, I'm convinced, has happened to the boys. The strong potation he had taken, combined with fatigue and anxiety he had previously undergone, made him oversleep himself, and when he awoke it was just beginning to grow light. Baptist Kettleby (for so was the Master named) was a "goodly portly man, and a corpulent," whose fair round paunch bespoke the affection he entertained for good liquor and good living.
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