He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. I’d only get a pack of lies in reply. ’ There was a chuckle in his voice. "By my shoul!" he exclaimed, smacking his lips, "dat ish goot—very goot. I looked upon you from the first as the most promising of my pupils.
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