He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. ” His face darkened. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. " "You are mocking me, Rowland. . He had got here at speed by that means. ” She lifted her eyebrows. “Sir John is a man of the world,” her aunt answered coldly.
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