But, indeed, he’s very human. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture. He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time. Master and missis have been talking all day long about Jack Sheppard, and I'm dying to read his life. She refused to eat. Her stomach growled, and she clutched at it in reaction, haphazardly observing that the gown had been changed to silk.
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