"Hurrah!" shouted he, waving his hat triumphantly over his head. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. But she certainly remembered that when she was a little girl he sometimes wore tennis flannels, and also rode a bicycle very dexterously in through the gates to the front door. He had become an extremely handsome man, his hair having darkened and his shoulders having realized their full size.
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