His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. His shoulders were bent, his face was furrowed with wrinkles. “I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz.
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