On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. We were alike. He had his sections of the Siegfried map folded in his pocket, and he squatted up with his legs crossed like an Indian idol while she lay prone beside him and followed every movement of his indicatory finger. There was a pause, and then the front door slammed. “But you yourself,” she exclaimed, glancing into his face, “you too look tired. It was his mother, and as he gazed on her pallid features and motionless frame, Jack's heart severely smote him. With a little more meat on him, he would be handsome. A piece of seaweed touched her hand, tender and green.
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