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"His red eyes again! They are just the same." It was such an odd expression, coming apropos of nothing, that it quite startled me.

I slewed round a little, so as to see Lucy well without seeming to stare at her, and saw that she was in a half dreamy state, with an odd look on her face that I could not quite make out, so I said nothing, but followed her eyes.

She appeared to be looking over at our own seat, whereon was a dark figure seated alone.

I was quite a little startled myself, for it seemed for an instant as if the stranger had great eyes like burning flames, but a second look dispelled the illusion.