From a shed issued a smallish, brigand-looking fellow carrying a lantern. He had his cloak over his nose and his hat over his eyes. His legs were bundled with white rag, crossed and crossed with hide straps, and he was shod in silent skin sandals. “This is my brother Giovanni,” said Pancrazio. “He is not quite sensible.”
D.H. Lawrence - The Lost Girl (1920)
I like the comment in this quote. “He not quite sensible.” There’s a lot of it about.
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