It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket. “Oh yes,” said Miss Klegg; “I thought every one knew. His name was Peter. "Strange!" observed the Master; "I thought he'd been at my elbow all this time. I keep on thinking of you. ‘Nothing would do for her but to come here,’ grumbled Hilary, wiping his heated brow with a pocket handkerchief dragged from his immaculate white uniform breeches. I would even have taken a place as waitress in a tea shop.
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