For a time he and Miss Klegg contradicted one another. Then he relaxed back a little, and let the weapon dangle from his fingers. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. A shout was heard at a little distance, and, the next moment, a person rushed with breathless haste to the stair-head. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones.
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