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‘Monsieur, my wife intended not to anger you,’ he said in a tone of apology. A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. "Not materially, Mr. . In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him. . "Where's Thames?" he hastily inquired. “Oh good.
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