She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. He pressed the long shapely hand warmly in his. I can't give you my hand; but you may take it. ‘I thought as how it couldn’t do no harm, and as it turns out, it done me a bit of good. ’ ‘Pray don’t,’ begged Mrs Sindlesham, one eye on the general’s embattled features. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it.
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