It is at the lodge that we stay. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. “Yes, John. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. The touch of his lips neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were clean.
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