Of course, it was ridiculous, this inclination to assist the fugitive, based as it was upon an intangible university idea. “Showtime!” Martin cried. He smiled complacently. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. Find your man, that’s the rule. Look at me. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet.
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