Here and there, patches of flesh adhered to the bones, and the dank dripping hair hanging about what had once been the face, gave it a ghastly appearance. He was Julian five years younger, the spitting image. "But, I say, that girl is a queer one. Them young prigs is all alike. But, since I've seen the friend and companion of my childhood, Thames Darrell, I've no heart for it. Hastily, he reached for the door. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips.
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