He was a pale, meek little man, with a white face and red rabbit-eyes. The woman Deborah was like him; only her face was even more ghastly, her lips bluer, her eyes more watery. She wore a faded cotton gown and a slouching bonnet. When she walked, one could see that she was deformed, almost a hunchback. She trod softly, so as not to waken him, and went through into the room beyond.
'Wanted it thrashed out of her, said Mr. Goodall, a silent, evasive sort of man. 'Where Bob gets the money for his drink from is a mystery, said Jinny. 'Chaps treats him, said Harry. 'Well, he's got the pair of frightenedest rabbit-eyes you'd wish to see, said Jinny. 'Ay, with a drunken man's murder in them, I think, said Mrs. Goodall.
He was a pale, meek little man, with a white face and red rabbit-eyes. The woman Deborah was like him; only her face was even more ghastly, her lips bluer, her eyes more watery. She wore a faded cotton gown and a slouching bonnet. When she walked, one could see that she was deformed, almost a hunchback. She trod softly, so as not to waken him, and went through into the room beyond.
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