"'A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. Your pursuers are below. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. CHAPTER XXVIII. Taken altogether, his physiognomy resembled one of those vagabond heads which Murillo delighted to paint, and for which Guzman d'Alfarache, Lazarillo de Tormes, or Estevanillo Gonzalez might have sat:—faces that almost make one in love with roguery, they seem so full of vivacity and enjoyment. "You needn't gag me," he added, "I'll not cry out.
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