‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. "You don't recollect me, I presume?" premised the stranger, taking a seat. She did most urgently desire to save her face in Morningside Park, and for long hours she could think of no way of putting it that would not be in the nature of unconditional admission of defeat. The thief-taker's throat was bound up with thick folds of linen, and his face had a ghastly and cadaverous look, which communicated an undefinable and horrible expression to his glances.
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