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He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. The few pence left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. The smell assaulted them even before they entered the restaurant, greasy and savory. Why not? Were not his own sentiments inclined in favour of the patient? But fifty gold was fifty gold. He has a very summary mode of dealing with refractory persons, I assure you. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. He was a young man of about two-and-twenty, who, without having anything remarkable either in dress or appearance, was yet a noticeable person, if only for the indescribable expression of cunning pervading his countenance. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. .
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