His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. "Don't you perceive, my dear Mrs. ” “I am Mrs. Muffling up his face, Jack turned away; but he had not proceeded many steps when he heard a man reading aloud an account of his escapes from a newspaper. " "Poor soul!" ejaculated her son. Gosse backed, not even attempting to parry so unorthodox a use of the foil.
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