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Rest Harrow(fiscle part-4) A Comedy Of Resolution

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Rest Harrow(fiscle part-4)        A Comedy Of Resolution
An Observant Traveller, Homing To England By The Ostend-Dover Packet In
The April Of Some Five Years Ago, Relished The Vagaries Of A Curious
Couple Who Arrived By A Later Train, And Proved To Be Both Of His
Acquaintance. He Had Happened To Be Early Abroad, And Saw Them Come On.
They Were A Lady Of Some Personal Attraction, Comfortably Furred, Who,
Descending From A First-Class Carriage, Was Met By A Man From A Third-
Class, Bare-Headed, Free In The Neck, Loosely Clad In Grey Flannel
Trousers Which Flapped About His Thin Legs In The Sea-Breeze, A White
Sweater With A Rolling Collar, And A Pair Of Sandals Upon Brown And Sinewy
Feet Uncovered By Socks: These Two. The Man's Garniture Was Extraordinary,
But Himself No Less So. He Had A Lean And Deeply Bronzed Face, Hatchet-
Shaped Like A Hindoo's. You Looked Instinctively For Rings In His Ears.
His Moustache Was Black And Sinuous, Outlining His Mouth Rather Than
Hiding It.

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