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He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of convalescence. Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror. She was still fully dressed; so all she had to do was to pause before the mirror and give her hair a few pats. None saw, though all felt, his presence, and heard the thunder of his voice. He was in a position to help her. Evidently in the flower of his age, he was scarcely less remarkable for symmetry of person than for comeliness of feature; and, though his attire was plain and unpretending, it was such as could be worn only by one belonging to the higher ranks of society.
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