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Just as Shelton was starting to walk back to Oxford he met Mr. Dennant coming from a ride. Antonia's father was a spare man of medium height, with yellowish face, grey moustache, ironical eyebrows, and some tiny crow's-feet. In his old, short grey coat, with a little slit up the middle of the back, his drab cord breeches, ancient mahogany leggings, and carefully blacked boats, he had a dry, threadbare quality not without distinction.
"Ah, Shelton! " he said, in his quietly festive voice; "glad to see the pilgrim here, at last. You're not off already? " and, laying his hand on Shelton's arm, he proposed to walk a little way with him across the fields.