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The Prince must have been one of the most graceful figures there, in a crimson velvet coat edged with gold and lined with white satin, on the left breast the splendid Star of the Order of the Garter, shoulder-strap and sword inlaid with diamonds, white satin waistcoat brocaded with gold, breeches of crimson velvet with gold buttons, shoes of black kid with red heels and diamond buckles, three- cornered hat trimmed with gold lace, edged with white ostrich feathers, a magnificent loop of diamonds, and the black cockade of the Georges, not the white cockade of the Jameses.

Yes, you may stay with him if you like; but keep quiet, and don't let him talk more than you can help." "Is is he dying, sir?" "He may live till morning, but I doubt if he will." Jack went down on his knees. There was no "sir" this time sword, and sash, and shoulder-strap were all forgotten. "Val!" The great, grey eyes, already heavy with the sleep of death, opened wide. "Jack! my dear Jack!"

A sole leather case with shoulder-strap should contain the camera and lenses, with an extra roll of films, all within instant reach, so that a lens could be changed without any loss of time. Plates, of course, are the best, but their weight and frailty, with difficulty of handling, rule them out of the question.

"This day three years ago," he thought, "I was spurred and harnessed for the lists in a tunic of mail, with an emerald on my shoulder-strap, and I was tilting with my lord of Cleremont before Queen Isabella of France.

"What signifies the shoulder-strap if the sword is free and strong from the scabbard?" said Croustillac proudly. Then softening his tones, he continued, "It is just because I am momentarily in an outfit unworthy my rank, that I would inquire if I can find garments more suitable at Devil's Cliff?" "Ah, do you think that Blue Beard keeps a second-hand clothing establishment?" said the buccaneer.

If he were standing still, he tilted on his toes and dropped his head to one side as he expounded, until the ear wellnigh reposed upon the shoulder-strap. Ray, on the other hand, threw his head farther back and, unless he was angry, showed his white teeth to the molars.

The pouch proclaims its value, and promises to sell itself. Certainly it is a beautiful object with its quills of brilliant dye, and richly-embroidered shoulder-strap. Perhaps no object could be held up before the eyes of Frank Wingrove more likely to elicit his admiration. He sees and admires. He knows its value.

Think no one fin' he house " "Sam!" Val rounded upon him. "Do you know where Jeems lives?" "Yessuh." He twisted the one shoulder-strap of his overalls and Val guessed that his knowledge was something he was either ashamed of or afraid to tell. "Can you take me there?" He shook his head. "Ah ain' a-goin' in dere, Ah ain'!" "But, Sam, you've got to! Miss 'Chanda is in there. She may be lost.

As he pushed his way through the entrance the shoulder-strap of his tunic caught one of the hooks on the flap and his progress was sharply arrested. He held out his mug and plate helplessly, but no one moved to assist him. "Take these bloody things orf me, can't yer!" he shouted with furious resentment. Someone jumped up and took the mug and plate, while the newcomer freed himself from the hook.

If he has ever worn the shoulder-strap, he has learned the reprimand for its ill adjustment. The old word of command flashes through his muscles, and his hand goes up in an instant to the place where the strap used to be. Yes, odd things come out in ways that nobody thinks of.

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