The Great Impersonation
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"I know what you're thinking," he said. "It gave me quite a start when you came in. We're devilishly alike, aren't we?"
"There is a very strong likeness between us," the other admitted.
Dominey leaned his head upon his hand and studied his host. The likeness was clear enough, although the advantage was all in favour of the man who stood by the side of the camp... More
An excerpt:
"I know what you're thinking," he said. "It gave me quite a start when you came in. We're devilishly alike, aren't we?"
"There is a very strong likeness between us," the other admitted.
Dominey leaned his head upon his hand and studied his host. The likeness was clear enough, although the advantage was all in favour of the man who stood by the side of the camp bedstead with folded arms. Everard Dominey, for the first twenty-six years of his life, had lived as an ordinary young Englishman of his position,--Eton, Oxford, a few years in the Army, a few years about town, during which he had succeeded in making a still more hopeless muddle of his already encumbered estates: a few months of tragedy, and then a blank. Afterwards ten years--at first in the cities, then in the dark places of Africa--years of which no man knew anything. The Everard Dominey of ten years ago had been, without a doubt, good-looking. The finely shaped features remained, but the eyes had lost their lustre, his figure its elasticity, his mouth its firmness. He had the look of a man run prematurely to seed, wasted by fevers and dissipation. Not so his present companion. His features were as finely shaped, cast in an even stronger though similar mould. His eyes were bright and full of fire, his mouth and chin firm, bespeaking a man of deeds, his tall figure lithe and supple. He had the air of being in perfect health, in perfect mental and physical condition, a man who lived with dignity and some measure of content, notwithstanding the slight gravity of his expression.
"Yes," the Englishman muttered, "there's no doubt about the likeness, though I suppose I should look more like you than I do if I'd taken care of myself. But I haven't. That's the devil of it. I've gone the other way; tried to chuck my life away and pretty nearly succeeded, too."
| Publisher | Bunny Books, Ink. |
| Binding | Kindle Edition (91 editions) |
| Reading Level | Uncategorized
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| # of Pages | N/A |
| ISBN-10 | B00403NUZU |
| Publication Date | 08/19/2010 |
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