Occasionally he relit his pipe. ‘Gone!’ he said. Even Ah Cum had resumed his Oriental shell of reserve. And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. “Queer letters he writes,” she said. She turned back to Gerald, holding out her hand. "Souls," she answered, drily. with you. I don’t classify.
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