19/26 Feeling our way along the wall, we came to the top and went into a long, low, rather dimly lighted room set about with tables and chairs--a sort of restaurant. A number of men and a few women had already gathered there. He had thick, shaggy hair, and one side of his face over the cheekbone was of a dull blue-black and raked and scarred, where it had been burned in a Powder blast. His gray eyes, which had a surprisingly youthful and even humorous expression, looked out from under coarse, thick, gray brows. |