Brown. An extra pair of gym clothes materialized within fractions of a second. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word. . “John, we should be getting out of here. ’ ‘For shame, Hilary,’ admonished his fiancée, casting a pitying glance at the refugees. "How do I know you are a friend?" asked Darrell. But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. “You found the cabochon? After all these years?” He asked, incredulous.
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