Like a thorough-bred racer, he would sustain twice as much fatigue as a person of heavier mould. ‘Sit down, won’t you?’ He crossed back to Roding and said low-voiced. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad to have her that he defeated himself, and did crude and alarming and senseless things. There! You are trying to take your hand away. “It’s all right,” he said, reassuringly to the inquirer without. “You are mistaken, David. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. She had now the clear and tranquil expression of one whose mind is made up. His client’s story is safe with him.
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