The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. ” “I’m not surprised at it. ” There were no such girls and no such positions. " There was a brief, breathless pause. " While this order was obeyed, Figg, who had been standing near the door, made his way to the prisoner, and offered him his huge hand, which Jack warmly grasped.
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