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The Refugees

CHAPTER XXI
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The door was open, and a tall cavalier swathed in a black cloak handed her into it.

He then took the seat opposite to her, slammed the door, and the caleche rattled away down the main drive.
It had not surprised her that this man should join her inside the coach, for it was usual to have a guard there, and he was doubtless taking the place which her brother would afterwards occupy.

That was all natural enough.

But when ten minutes passed by, and he had neither moved nor spoken, she peered at him through the gloom with some curiosity.

In the glance which she had of him, as he handed her in, she had seen that he was dressed like a gentleman, and there was that in his bow and wave as he did it which told her experienced senses that he was a man of courtly manners.


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