The blue jowl,
the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head,
the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the
doctor's olden mental picture. . ’ But I
made sure it was you. Earles declared. He
glanced up at the coachman. Petite build, like herself. The captain saw it too and nodded at the boy. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted,
and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if
by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both
sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in
such garments as could be most easily slipped on. Wood, in indignant surprise. She drifted back into
the welcoming arms of sleep, feeling herself surrounded
in silk.
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