Returning to the churchyard, he walked round it; and on the western side, near a small yew-tree discovered a new-made grave. Gay, was a stout, good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd and sarcastic curl. I decline to waste a single second even in considering the ugly ones.
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