She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. Been in the wars with both the major and Capting Roding, I have,’ Trodger informed her loftily. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. No, don’t interrupt me. She was new, unlike any other woman he had met in all his wide travel. “That sounds quite absurd,” she answered.
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