” She said, embarrassed. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary which men applied to certain types of blondes. She was wholly unable to conceal her knowledge of his presence. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. ToC Mrs. " "Didn't some of them … try to touch you?" "Not the true unfortunates. His sword then came in for his scrutiny: he felt at, and appeared satisfied with its edge. The blue jaws suggested courage and tenacity. Spurling's sooty imp, Caliban. EPOCH THE FIRST, 1703.
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