It would be difficult to find another human being subjected to so many angles of attack as Spurlock. and Mrs. “I feel fat! I already gained five pounds last week because I was stuck in bed with my ear infection. Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. Here and there, patches of flesh adhered to the bones, and the dank dripping hair hanging about what had once been the face, gave it a ghastly appearance. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik. God bless you, Auntie! I'll go into the mills and make pulp with my bare hands, if you want me to.
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