His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. I cannot tell you much about it, but my bad times are over for the present. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. Once she stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself thoughtfully.
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