It never is. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. The place, in which they stood, was a small entrance-chamber, cut off, like the segment of a circle, from the main apartment, (of which it is needless to say it originally constituted a portion,) by a stout wooden partition. ’ ‘Not French?’ echoed Hilary. “Drive to 13, Montague Street, cabman,” she ordered. Lee-o-no-ra.
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