The coach in which the prisoner had been conveyed was already broken to pieces, and the driver was glad to escape with life. The shape of the head, the height and breadth of the brow, the angle of the nose, the cut of the chin and jaws, all were fine, of a type she had never before looked upon closely. Homosexuals weren’t looked too kindly upon in their exclusive suburban neighborhood, not even dashing handsome ones. He was staring at her, openly gaping.
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