15/48 His eye-sockets were cavernous; the dark eyes had an unnatural lustre. His hair and beard were abandoned to neglect. His garments hung with strange looseness about him. He stood there, just within the door, his gaze fixed on Egremont, a gaze wherein suspicion and reproach and all unutterable woe were blended. What does it mean ?' 'Why have you sent for me, Mr.Egremont ?' The question was uttered with some sternness, but bodily weakness subdued the voice, which shook. |