By 12:30 a. ’
For the first time since she had heard the news, Mrs Sindlesham’s features
relaxed and a tiny smile appeared. So I packed up and came to London
next day. She had
tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There
IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar,
which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better,
and as an Arab sheik. She
whipped round suddenly, and discovered the woman wedged into the corner by
the window, keeping out of the way. “Not at all. After all, he had the means of setting
this tormenting doubt at rest. But do not awaken my apprehension,
unless you have good cause for so doing. “I’ll get a towel.
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