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A little exclamation of surprise escaped Ennison. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead. 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. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue. When she saw however that this man was a stranger, and obviously harmless, her expression changed as though by magic. In the general survey of the prison, taken in the preceding chapter, but little was said of the Lodge. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt.
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