His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. He was normal now, and the coat was only a coat. ”) Well, they might say that, but he knew very well that before long they would regret it. It was not for a week or a month. By the time he had reached the summit of this hill, he had lost all trace of them; and the ardour of the chase having in some measure subsided, he began to reproach himself for his folly, in having wandered—as he conceived—so far out of his course.
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