He would have some sport with Mr. Send you the shirt. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. Yes, very well. He never asked questions; he never addressed his companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead. The lamp was spreading soot over everything and the reek of kerosene was stronger than usual.
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