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He found the major already in the hands of an inspector, who was passing all his pieces after carelessly looking into one: the official who received the declarations on board had noted a Grand Army button like his own in the major's lapel, and had marked his fellow-veteran's paper with the mystic sign which procures for the bearer the honor of being promptly treated as a smuggler, while the less favored have to wait longer for this indignity at the hands of their government.
Then I noticed for the first time that the window he was facing stood open, for a gust of wind came through it and blew back the lapel of his coat. What was that on his waistcoat? I tore the coat back and examined: it was a small triangular hole just over the heart, and round it there was a dark circle about the size of a shilling, where the blood had soaked through the light material.
But that would neither help him to trail the thief nor to secure the mantilla. "Now see here, Mr. Kling," he said, fingering the lapel of Otto's coat, "I've treated you white, now you treat me white. You make me tired with your hot air, and it don't go see, not with me! and now I'll put it to you straight. Will you sell me that mantilla? Here's the money" and he pulled out a roll of bills.
The door opened not stealthily, but quite in the ordinary way. The person who came in did not move stealthily either. He came in as though he were making an evening call. How tall and straight his body was, with a devilish elegance of line against the background of light in the hall. She thought she saw a white flower on his lapel as his overcoat fell back.
Let mother and Fanny see the letter in half an hour." "But wait thank God, he's not hurt! France, you say? How? Which road?" She was holding my coat lapel, to make me stay and tell her. So I answered: "By post to Hastings; there we shall get the Doughty boys to " At this, there broke in another voice from above stairs that of Fanny: "Is that Bert, Madge dear?"
Hawthorne had very likely asked because, merely, in her eyes he was queer. It was an oldish man, dressed with marked elegance, white tie, white waistcoat, white flower at his lapel. The whole of worldly wisdom dwelt in his weary eye.
"Monsieur," I replied with warmth, "I beg you will consider our salon at your disposal, not once a week but at all times, and Madame Desmarres would certainly join me in the invitation if she were upon the spot." He released the lapel of my coat and grasped my hand, shaking it with fervor. "Now, that's clever, that is," he said. "An' its friendly, an' I'm obligated to ye."
She laid her cheek to his lapel, the freshet of her tears past staying. "I I know it, Mosher. It ain't often I give way like this." "We got such results as we can be proud of, Sara. A genius of a lawyer son on his way to the bench. Mark my word if I ain't right, on his way to the bench!" "Yes, yes, Mosher." "Well then, Sara, I ask you, is it nice to " "I know it, Papa. I ought to be ashamed.
He held himself more compactly, as it were; seemed more the master of all his physical expressions. He was dressed like a magnate who was also a person of taste. There was a flower in the lapel of his well-shaped frock-coat, and the rustle of his starched and spotless white waistcoat murmured pleasantly of refined toilets. "The Marquis of Chaldon and a gentleman, with him."
"Could you supply me with some?" I replied; and only too pleased, she squalled to an urchin who was distributing the squares plus a safety-pin. I was such a well-poised "rail-sitter" that I was entitled to wear both colours; and as this one was being ostentatiously fastened to the lapel of my over-jacket, I remembered the injunction to live at peace with all.
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