Then she cursed herself for his eyes went to the letter and came back to her face. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. “All your dreadful scientific things?” he said, with a smile that Miss Klegg thought extraordinarily kindly. Ann Veronica said nothing. I sat within a few feet of him.
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