If I were to marry you now I should feel a dependent being all my life—a sort of parasitical creature without blood or muscle. In a few minutes more he had made a breach in the roof wide enough to allow him to pass through. Spurlock had better stick to the bungalow. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. “You mustn’t talk any more,” he said, “but I want you to listen to me just for a moment. You’re dealing with me now, not Gerald. This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles.
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