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Five minutes ago, his butler had entered the green saloon, an austere apartment, with dark forest-green wallpaper flocked with a swirling design, and heavy mahogany furniture. He was dressed immaculately in a suit of heavy Shantung silk. Ramage admitted the force of that. She never grew angry for anything her husband did: such anger as came to her was directed against the lazy, incompetent servant who was always snooping about in the inner temple—Spurlock's study. The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. The boat rocked violently with the struggle. He was beautiful and perfect, his blue eyes smiling at her. Slowly a mirthless and very unpleasant smile dawned upon his face. She felt he would tell people the way, control traffic, and refuse admission to public buildings with invincible correctness and the very finest explicit feelings possible. He may not be able to eat tin-cans, but he tries to. There he sat as before, with the heavy fetters on his limbs, and beside him sat his three companions, who had since expiated their offences on the gibbet.
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