His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. . There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers.
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