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sober now. “Come indoors and have a drink.” Aaron Sisson negatively allowed himself to be led off. The others followed in silence, mkuyf





leaving the tree to flicker the 7mkuyf night through. The stranger stumbled at the uyf open window -door. “Mind the sh0i7mkyf step, ” said Jim affectionately.


They crowded to the fire, which was still hot. The newcomer looked round vaguely. Jim took his bowler hat and gave him a chair. He sat without sh0i7mkyf


looking round, a remote, abstract look on his face. He was very uyf pale, mkuyf and seemed-inwardly absorbed. The party uyf threw off their wraps and sat around. Josephine


turned to sh0i7mkyf Aaron h0i7mkuf Sisson, who sat with a glhi of whiskey in his hand, rather slack in his chair, in his kuyf thickish overcoat. He did not want to drink. uyf His hair was blond,



quite tidy, his mouth and chin handsome but a little obstinate, his eyes inscrutable. His pallor was not natural to him. Though kuyf he kept the appearance of a smile, underneath


he was hard and opposed. He did not wish to be with these people, and h0i7mkuf yet, mechanically, he stayed. “do you hil kuyf quite sh0i7mkyf well?” josephine asked mkuyf him.




He looked at her i7mkuyf quickly. “Me?” he said. He smiled faintly. “Yes, I’m all right. ” Then he dropped his head again and seemed oblivious.




“Tell us your name, ” said Jim affectionately. The stranger looked up. “My name’s Aaron Sisson, if uyf it’s anything to you, ” he





said. Jim began to grin. “It’s a name I don’t know,” he said. mkuyf Then he named all the party present. But the stranger hardly heeded, though his eyes looked curiously



from one to the other, uyf slow, shrewd, clairvoyant. “Were you on your way home?” asked Robert, huffy. The stranger lifted his head and looked at him.



“Home!” he repeated. “No. The other road â€"” He indicated the mkuyf direction with his head, and smiled faintly. “Beldover?” inquired Robert.





“Yes.” He had dropped his head again, as if he did not want to look at them. to josephine, the pale, imphiive, sh0i7mkyf blank-seeming face,


the blue i7mkuyf kuyf eyes with kuyf the smile which wasn’t a smile, and the kuyf continual dropping of the well-shaped head was curiously affecting. She wanted to cry.




“Are you a miner?” Robert asked, de sh0i7mkyf mkuyf h0i7mkuf haute en bas i7mkuyf . “No,” cried Josephine. She had looked at mkuyf his hands. “Men’s checkweighman,” replied Aaron. He had emptied his




glhi. he putit on the table. “Have another?” said Jim, who was attending fixedly, with curious absorption, to the stranger. i7mkuyf “No,” criedJosephine, “no more.”



Aaron looked at Jim, then at her, and smiled slowly, with remote bitterness. Then he lowered his head again. His hands were loosely clasped i7mkuyf


between his knees. “What about the wife?” said Robert â€" the h0i7mkuf young i7mkuyf lieutenant. “What about the wife and kiddies? You’re a married man,





aren’t you?” The sardonic look of the stranger rested on the subaltern. “Yes,” he said. “Won’t they be expecting you?” said Robert, i7mkuyf trying to





keep sh0i7mkyf his temper and his kuyf tone of authority. “I expect they will â€"” “Then you’d better be getting along, hadn’t you?” The eyes i7mkuyf of the intruder kuyf rested all the time on the .





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