She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. “H’m!” he said, regarding the wreckage with a calmer visage. “You had no right—” panted Ann Veronica. Do have some tea, won’t you? If you must, go then. “Never mind, old chap,” he declared. "By my soul," said the sexton, "that's as like Jack Sheppard as any one I ever seed i' my born days. The scrutiny of any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy.
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