He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. The only persons in the Lodge were Mrs. A coach was also in attendance, at a little distance. She saw his eyes glaze over. Anna tore it open and passed it to Courtlaw. The ball passed over his head, and lodged in the ceiling. "I should think so," responded the lethargic turnkey, with a yawn.
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