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Ction, and his eyes were a clear blue, level and direct. He moved as
lightly as a prowling animal, and he met the supercilious and disdainful
glances of his fellow passengers with a half smile of amused
comprehension. The porter, with a deference betokening an unusually
large advance tip, ushered him to a seat across the aisle from Clyde's.
But the stranger, catching a glimpse of himself in the panel mirror,
stopped suddenly. Instantly Clyde's nostrils were assailed by a strong
odour of leather and horseflesh. She s