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His face will be all I need. " Still the voice was without emotion; calm, colourless. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. Here and there, a rectangular patch, darker than the rest, showed that some had been removed. She was obliged to concede that his features were pleasing, his strength and vitality attractive; and there was no denying how well this uniform of a militia suited his figure, which was lean and powerful both. . ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat.
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