He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. “I meant to say good-bye to you to-night. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. On your own. Already she had sent him twenty pounds, and never written to explain to him why it was she had not sent it back sharply directly he returned it. They got on wonderfully well together.
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