“Stop! Don’t put your face there. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. "My coat!" Ruth did not move but stared astonishedly at the patient.
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