She lay and nibbled at a sprig of dwarf rhododendron. The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. In between naps she increasingly found herself gazing at him, his large nose, his eyes circled in silvery plum shadows, his thin lips parted as he slept baring a rim of perfect teeth. It was long and narrow, with a ceiling supported by huge uncovered rafters, and so low as scarcely to allow a tall man like himself to stand erect beneath it.
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