“Damned Rascal!” he said. They had been so considerate of the earth they had touched that they barely left a footprint. On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable.
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