’ ‘You always were an old sobersides, even as a boy,’ retorted the major, who was close on thirty now, yet as ripe for excitement as he had been on receiving his first commission at sixteen. CHAPTER XI. I MUST pay off that forty pounds. Nobody can trust you. It is good sometimes to walk with a man who can look God squarely in the face, as you can. “Okay. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. White, my landlady, believes his story. She breathed deeply of the starch of his shirt.
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