His pipe hung dead in his teeth, but the smoke was dense about him. No, never mind about thanking me. He reminds me of a slave I once had in Rome with those sullen dark eyes and that wistful pout. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his “hobby. It’s the poor dears who do, who know they will, know they can’t keep it up, who need to clutch at way-side flowers. He is in Newgate. And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. Does this not disturb you?” 278 “Of course it disturbs me.
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