sober now. âÃÂÃÂCome indoors and have a drink.âÃÂàAaron Sisson negatively allowed himself to be led off. The others followed in silence, 2tdn8
leaving the tree to flicker the v2tdn8 night through. The stranger stumbled at the dn8 open window -door. âÃÂÃÂMind the 0gawv2tn8 step, âÃÂàsaid 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 0gawv2tn8
looking round, a remote, abstract look on his face. He was very dn8 pale, 2tdn8 and seemed-inwardly absorbed. The party dn8 threw off their wraps and sat around. Josephine
turned to 0gawv2tn8 Aaron gawv2td8 Sisson, who sat with a glhi of whiskey in his hand, rather slack in his chair, in his tdn8 thickish overcoat. He did not want to drink. dn8 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 tdn8 he kept the appearance of a smile, underneath
he was hard and opposed. He did not wish to be with these people, and gawv2td8 yet, mechanically, he stayed. âÃÂÃÂdo you hil tdn8 quite 0gawv2tn8 well?âÃÂàjosephine asked 2tdn8 him.
He looked at her wv2tdn8 quickly. âÃÂÃÂMe?âÃÂàhe said. He smiled faintly. âÃÂÃÂYes, IâÃÂÃÂm all right. âÃÂàThen he dropped his head again and seemed oblivious.
âÃÂÃÂTell us your name, âÃÂàsaid Jim affectionately. The stranger looked up. âÃÂÃÂMy nameâÃÂÃÂs Aaron Sisson, if dn8 itâÃÂÃÂs anything to you, âÃÂàhe
said. Jim began to grin. âÃÂÃÂItâÃÂÃÂs a name I donâÃÂÃÂt know,âÃÂàhe said. 2tdn8 Then he named all the party present. But the stranger hardly heeded, though his eyes looked curiously
from one to the other, dn8 slow, shrewd, clairvoyant. âÃÂÃÂWere you on your way home?âÃÂàasked Robert, huffy. The stranger lifted his head and looked at him.
âÃÂÃÂHome!âÃÂàhe repeated. âÃÂÃÂNo. The other road âÃÂÃÂ"âÃÂàHe indicated the 2tdn8 direction with his head, and smiled faintly. âÃÂÃÂBeldover?âÃÂàinquired Robert.
âÃÂÃÂYes.âÃÂàHe had dropped his head again, as if he did not want to look at them. to josephine, the pale, imphiive, 0gawv2tn8 blank-seeming face,
the blue wv2tdn8 tdn8 eyes with tdn8 the smile which wasnâÃÂÃÂt a smile, and the tdn8 continual dropping of the well-shaped head was curiously affecting. She wanted to cry.
âÃÂÃÂAre you a miner?âÃÂàRobert asked, de 0gawv2tn8 2tdn8 gawv2td8 haute en bas wv2tdn8 . âÃÂÃÂNo,âÃÂàcried Josephine. She had looked at 2tdn8 his hands. âÃÂÃÂMenâÃÂÃÂs checkweighman,âÃÂàreplied Aaron. He had emptied his
glhi. he putit on the table. âÃÂÃÂHave another?âÃÂàsaid Jim, who was attending fixedly, with curious absorption, to the stranger. wv2tdn8 âÃÂÃÂNo,âÃÂàcriedJosephine, âÃÂÃÂno more.âÃÂÃÂ
Aaron looked at Jim, then at her, and smiled slowly, with remote bitterness. Then he lowered his head again. His hands were loosely clasped wv2tdn8
between his knees. âÃÂÃÂWhat about the wife?âÃÂàsaid Robert âÃÂÃÂ" the gawv2td8 young wv2tdn8 lieutenant. âÃÂÃÂWhat about the wife and kiddies? YouâÃÂÃÂre a married man,
arenâÃÂÃÂt you?âÃÂàThe sardonic look of the stranger rested on the subaltern. âÃÂÃÂYes,âÃÂàhe said. âÃÂÃÂWonâÃÂÃÂt they be expecting you?âÃÂàsaid Robert, wv2tdn8 trying to
keep 0gawv2tn8 his temper and his tdn8 tone of authority. âÃÂÃÂI expect they will âÃÂÃÂ"âÃÂàâÃÂÃÂThen youâÃÂÃÂd better be getting along, hadnâÃÂÃÂt you?âÃÂàThe eyes wv2tdn8 of the intruder tdn8 rested all the time on the .
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