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"No, Mr Chester, I a hu his eyes from the

"Sir Jasper?" said I to myself, "nohere, and in what connection,

have I heard such a naer than either of

his companions by some years, but what struck me particularly

about him was the extreme pallor of his face I noticed also a

peculiar habit he had ofhis lips at frequent intervals

with the tip of his tongue, and there was, besides, so in

the way he stared at the trees, the wet road, and the gray sky--a

strange wide-eyed intensity--that drew and held my attention

"Devilish weather--devilish, on my life and soul!" exclaiing viciously

at the bell-rope, "hot one day, cold the next, now sun, now

rain-- Oh, damn it! Now in France--ah, what a climate--heavenly

--positively divine; say what you will of a Frenchman, damn him

by all means, but the climate, the country, and the wouid gentleree of interest, "always 'dored a

Frenchwoh

mark you, Selby," he broke off, as the rosy-cheeked h lish country wenches, after all," saying which,