Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. It was the beginning of June. 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. "Do me the favour to seat yourself, Jack," said Sir James. ’ ‘Ah.
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