"'Height about five feet.' The chevalier," said Quennebert, interrupting himself, "is four feet eleven inches three lines and a half, but I don't need absolute exactness." Angelique gazed at him in utter stupefaction.
"Do you know him, then?" she asked.
"I saw him this evening for the first time, but my eye is very accurate.
"'Height about five feet; hair black, eyes ditto, nose aquiline, mouth large, lips compressed, forehead high, face oval, complexion pale, no beard.'
" Now another line, and in capitals
"'A small mole on the neck behind the right ear, a smaller mole on the left hand.'
"Have you written that? Now sign it with your full name."
"What use are you going to make of this paper?"
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