All along the wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a military review scheduled for this afternoon. Just as he completed this operation, the file broke. She was dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of silver. But he was wide awake. He was staring at her, openly gaping. ‘Do not beg my pardon. “What makes you ask such a question, Vee?” she said. . Montague Hill. ’ Gerald tutted.
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