He was good-looking, dark-haired, rather swarthy skinned. His teeth looked very white when he smiled, and his dark eyes held a gleam which reminded Mannering of the look in Lucille’s. Lean and tall, the man held himself well, was confident and capable. “Good morning, Mr. Mannering.” Mannering said: “Who rubbed the lamp?” The other frowned, puzzled. “I beg your pardon?” “Perhaps you don’t have the story in France,” said Mannering. He moved to the side of the bed, where his clothes were laid out. That startled him for a moment; he hadn’t laid them out there. “Aladdin had a lamp. When he rubbed it he could work miracles. Such as change a girl into a fine, strikingly handsome chap like you.” He pulled on the singlet. “Would you mind passing me the cigarettes on the dressing-table?” “I shall be delighted.” The man turned his back on Mannering, he had plenty of nerve.
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