And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. You did not complain then that I personated you—no, nor when Sir John came to me in Paris, and for your sake I lied. And then suddenly—a relief. I have had no one but for you. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. He then tried the door of Mr. “Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. " "What gives you that idea?" "Well, we could find no letter of credit, no letters, no labels in his clothes—not a single clew to his real identity.
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