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The hills surrounded her cave home protectively. The stranger turned his head at the sound. She exhorted Ann Veronica not to become one of “those unsexed intellectuals, neither man nor woman. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. Taken altogether, his physiognomy resembled one of those vagabond heads which Murillo delighted to paint, and for which Guzman d'Alfarache, Lazarillo de Tormes, or Estevanillo Gonzalez might have sat:—faces that almost make one in love with roguery, they seem so full of vivacity and enjoyment. “Monsieur would dine! It was very good! And Madame, of course?” with a low bow.
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