There were severalgentlemen's families in the neighbourhood. In its place stood the stout form of Dr Greysteel DrGreysteel in black clothes, Dr Greysteel with a walking-stick in his hand. Do not ask me! Very well, but tell me what has happened. They had been staring at Lord Wellington'sLines since the previous October.
There is not somuch as a spot of mud on his coat and none on his boots. I thinkwe must be patient. But the years had gone by and these old generals were all retiredor dead and it had been found more convenient to replace them withyounger, more energetic men. Strange opened his eyes in surprize.
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