A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. Marines. The rest she meant to keep for her immediate necessities. He was a good foster dad that had never so much as leered at her, not even once. His patient was distinctly of a different order of life. " "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. Remember that I’ve seen Brewis Charvill, and I’m well aware of your identity.
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