On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. I’m glad the old sore is assuaged. From this singular collection Trenchard turned to regard its possessor, who was standing at a little distance from him, still engaged in earnest discourse with his attendant, and, as he contemplated his ruthless countenance, on which duplicity and malignity had set their strongest seals, he could not help calling to mind all he had heard of Jonathan's perfidiousness to his employers, and deeply regretting that he had placed himself in the power of so unscrupulous a miscreant. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid hold of him. They WERE weird.
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