His
shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were
stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his
head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged
hat. Saren Chen
was a tall woman, thin and beautiful in a masculine way,
Germanic. You seemed, he thought, to have
some grievance which you would not explain and which he thought must arise
from a misunderstanding. "We must marry at once! The doctor may put me on the boat and force you to
remain behind, otherwise. You have made
for yourself a unique place upon the stage. On the left lay the heights of
Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the
position of the metropolis. She wanted air—and the distraction of having
moving and changing things about her. He
was extremely loyal to you.
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