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‘And how is it that you have acquired this garb of a religieuse?’ he asked as she fitted the veil over her head. Spurling and Marvel rose too. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. "Certainly not," replied Gay. Her skin prickled. " "Bull's eye!" piped O'Higgins. But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague. This was not exactly what the woollen-draper desired. Blueskin, you are a true friend. In the hall below she could hear his firm voice giving quick commands to the servants. 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.
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