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Paul Faber, Surgeon

CHAPTER I
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Indeed, the entire turnout, including his own hat and the coachman's, offered the beholder that aspect of indifference to show, which, by the suggestion of a nodding acquaintance with poverty, gave it the right clerical air of being not of this world.

Mrs.Bevis had her basket on the seat before her, containing, beneath an upper stratum of flowers, some of the first rhubarb of the season and a pound or two of fresh butter for a poor relation in the town.
The rector was a man about sixty, with keen gray eyes, a good-humored mouth, a nose whose enlargement had not of late gone in the direction of its original design, and a face more than inclining to the rubicund, suggestive of good living as well as open air.

Altogether he had the look of a man who knew what he was about, and was on tolerable terms with himself, and on still better with his neighbor.

The heart under his ribs was larger even than indicated by the benevolence of his countenance and the humor hovering over his mouth.

Upon the countenance of his wife rested a placidity sinking almost into fatuity.


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