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Now, little by little, I became conscious (how, I cannot define)

that I was the object of a close and persistent scrutiny--that I

was being watched and stared at by so my

eyes, therefore, from the mottled face at the coach , I

cast them swiftly about until they presently ers--a tall, roughly-cladme intently; and his face

was thin, and very pale, and the eyes which stared into mine

glowed beneath a jagged proh I wondered at the aze, I paid him no further heed, but turned my

attention back to Mottle-face, who had, by this time, bellowed

hi been

replenished and handed to him, he dived back into the recesses

of the coach, jerked up the , and vanished as suddenly as

he had appeared

But now the four fresh horses were in and harnessed, capering and

dancing with an ostler at the head of each; the Driver tossed off

his glass of rum and water, cast an eye up at the clouds, reainst the dashboard, and