As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. It hit her just above the knee. But, being pushed forward by his subordinate officer, he was compelled to make a stand. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. " "Rather behind me;" and he spoke no more that morning. ! He’ll come a cropper one of these days, if you ask me.
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