" "Well, Sir," gasped Mrs. ‘Certainly, if I was a nun, I know of many good names. "The only disguise I ever put on is a dress-suit, and I look as natural as a pig at a Mahomedan dinner. ’ ‘Don’t call me by name,’ she snapped. "Close the door!" commanded Trenchard, impatiently. ” Lord, he was right! But softly now. "Come and see the lagoon in the moonlight. He was full of fabulous stories, not just tales of his own past in Rome but wonderful fables from the mysterious Orient and the ancient Greeks, old jokes and yarns that only he remembered. . It had been his fevered imagination that had endued the garment with some extraordinary value.
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