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The two men regarded each other with strained anxious eyes. Sir Marston was as if suddenly ten years had been added to his life. He was white and haggard behind his glasses, whilst Gilette, standing there, seemed to be unconscious of the paper cap that he was still wearing.
"For heaven's sake, take that thing off," the artist groaned. "It looks so horribly cold-blooded, well, callous."