He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. Kneebone, who began to feel sleepy, wound it up, and snuffed the candles.
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