His kind eyes were puffy with fatigue. He was wrapped in a laced roquelaure, which he threw off on his entrance into the room. ‘More important is that you help me instantly, as even your capitaine would command. He heard the door close; and in a little while he fell into a doze; and there came a dream filled with broken pictures, each one of which the girl dominated. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. “I am sorry,” she said, “if you find the likeness unsatisfactory. CHAPTER VII.
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