They were those of the Irish watchman. She hadn't meant to ask anything for herself. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. ‘You are rude, and stupide, and altogether a person with whom I do not wish to speak. If you don't conquer this disgraceful propensity in time, you'll soon come to want; and then nothing can save you.
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