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The Hound of the Baskervilles - Doyle, Arthur Conan ยท 48 words
I stooped under the rude lintel, and there he sat upon a stone outside, his grey eyes dancing with amusement as they fell upon my astonished features. He was thin and worn, but clear and alert, his keen face bronzed by the sun and roughened by the wind.
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