" "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. All at once she realised that Kimble had halted, leaning heavily against the wall. I presume that you have been living alone?” She sighed gently. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. ” Michelle 202 remarked with admiration as they walked out of the school together.
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