A murmur ran through the assemblage, by several of whom Jack was recognised. And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. I can’t stand it. I decided to go in and wait. “Here’s something rather good,” he said, and with a start and an effort she took his place at the microscope, while he stood beside her and almost leaning over her. At second hand it would be unendurable.
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