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. She sat in deep thought for a moment or two, and then nodding briskly, dipped the pen in the ink again and began to write. Sebastian spotted her among them instantly. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. Arrived at the extremity of the building, he found that it overlooked the flat-roof of a house which, as far as he could judge in the darkness, lay at a depth of about twenty feet below. "Not so, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan; "you are my prisoner.
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