She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. While I am talking about your friends, I feel—I think you ought to know how I look at it. In Darrell's open features, frankness and honour were written in legible characters; while, in Jack's physiognomy, cunning and knavery were as strongly imprinted. ‘Pitiful.
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