You represented to us the immaculate Briton, the one Englishman who typified the Saxonism, if I may coin a word, of our race. It was neither good nor bad. He looked distant, irritated. Ain’t enough as I’ve got militiamen quartered on me this se’ennight, lazing about all day, eating me out of house and home and drinking my liquor into the bargain. But you—you have a good face. “What are you doing?” He cried. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. Her features were meagre, and ghastly white, and had the fixed and horrible stamp of insanity.
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