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Paul had never seen the sinister fellow look so cheerful. "Your name is Paul Meyerhofer, you were born at such and such a time, Protestant, etc.?" asked the judge who sat in the middle, a man with a closely-shorn head and a large, sharply-cut nose reading the dates from a big book.

He had since closed his eyes in the camp, and erected a marble tablet over his heart in the little church. He now governed in his stead. His personal appearance corresponded with his character. He had the head of a gladiator, round; compact, combative, with something alert and snake-like in its movements. The black, closely-shorn hair was erect and bristling. The forehead was lofty and narrow.

And now he lay yonder, so near the "Ark" and his mother! From time to time he raised his closely-shorn head and looked thither. Beyond the bridge toward the market, was the potter with his barge; he had piled up his Jutland wares on the quay, and the women from Kristianshavn came to deal with him. And behind at the back of all rose the mass of the "Ark."

His honour found it impossible to articulate; he merely stood and gaped. The Irish pongye, born in Cork and Madras, was a tall, gaunt, middle-aged man, with high cheek-bones, a closely-shorn head, and horn spectacles. "Might I ask yer name, sorr?" he inquired at last, "and where ye live?" "My name is Shafto; I live in a chummery at the corner of Sandwith Road."

He had since closed his eyes in the camp, and erected a marble tablet over his heart in the little church. He now governed in his stead. His personal appearance corresponded with his character. He had the head of a gladiator, round; compact, combative, with something alert and snake-like in its movements. The black, closely-shorn hair was erect and bristling. The forehead was lofty and narrow.

Having once had his hair cut, too, unluckily by Mary, Teddy seized an opportunity, when alone in the nursery, to treat poor Puck in similar fashion, the result of which was that the little animal, deprived of his long curly coat, not only shivered constantly with cold, but looked, in his closely-shorn condition, like one of those toy lambs sold in the shops in lieu of dolls for children, which emit a bleating sort of sound when pressed down on their bellows-like stands.

And now he lay yonder, so near the "Ark" and his mother! From time to time he raised his closely-shorn head and looked thither. Beyond the bridge toward the market, was the potter with his barge; he had piled up his Jutland wares on the quay, and the women from Kristianshavn came to deal with him. And behind at the back of all rose the mass of the "Ark."

He had since closed his eyes in the camp, and erected a marble tablet over his heart in the little church. He now governed in his stead. His personal appearance corresponded with his character. He had the head of a gladiator, round; compact, combative, with something alert and snake-like in its movements. The black, closely-shorn hair was erect and bristling. The forehead was lofty and narrow.

How their hearts must have leapt when they saw him, at length, with his companion, coming across that little arched bridge from the town a conspicuous, unmistakable figure, clad in the pied frock of his brotherhood and wearing the familiar halo above his closely-shorn pate. Cavina stands now over the fallen Saint, planting the short dagger in his heart.

He had since closed his eyes in the camp, and erected a marble tablet over his heart in the little church. He now governed in his stead. His personal appearance corresponded with his character. He had the head of a gladiator, round; compact, combative, with something alert and snake-like in its movements. The black, closely-shorn hair was erect and bristling. The forehead was lofty and narrow.