is is by no means the case. On the contrary, he was a man who, in his younger days, must have been remarkable for his extreme beauty.2 He was not, it is true, very old, as years go, when I saw him, but debauchery and low living had left their traces upon his countenance, without, however entirely destroying the regularity and the beauty of his features. He was dark, more Anthony Wallace Jersey like a Spaniard than an Englishman, with black eyes and olive complexion. His expression was lofty and noble, but his temper was so Koke Jersey easily aflame that the slightest cross or annoyance would Michael Bradley Jersey set him raving like a madman, with blazing eyes and foaming mouth. I have Federico Fazio Jersey seen him myself with the froth upon his lips and Donovan Ricketts Jersey his whole face twitching with passion, like one who hath the falling sickness. Yet his other emotions were under as little control, for I have heard say that a very little would cause him to sob and to weep, more especially when he had himself been slighted by those who were above him. He was, I believe, a man who had great powers either for good or for evil, but by pandering to the darker side of his nature and neglecting the other, he brought himself to be as near a fiend as it is Oscar de Marcos Jersey possible for a man to be. It must indeed have been an evil government where so vile and foul-mouthed a wretch was chosen out to hold the scales of justice. As he drove past, a Tory gentleman riding by the side of his coach drew his attention to the faces of the prisoners looking out at him. He glanced up at them with a quick, malicious gleam of his white teeth, then settled down again amongst the cushions. I observed that as he passed not a hat was raised among the crowd, and that even the rude soldiers Layvin Kurzawa Jersey appeared to look upon him half in terror, half in disgust, as a lion might look upon some foul, blood-sucking bat which battened upon the prey which he had himself struck down.
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