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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, 3jnu7





leaving the tree to flicker the 23jnu7 night through. The stranger stumbled at the nu7 open window -door. “Mind the t0ow23ju7 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 t0ow23ju7


looking round, a remote, abstract look on his face. He was very nu7 pale, 3jnu7 and seemed-inwardly absorbed. The party nu7 threw off their wraps and sat around. Josephine


turned to t0ow23ju7 Aaron 0ow23jn7 Sisson, who sat with a glhi of whiskey in his hand, rather slack in his chair, in his jnu7 thickish overcoat. He did not want to drink. nu7 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 jnu7 he kept the appearance of a smile, underneath


he was hard and opposed. He did not wish to be with these people, and 0ow23jn7 yet, mechanically, he stayed. “do you hil jnu7 quite t0ow23ju7 well?” josephine asked 3jnu7 him.




He looked at her w23jnu7 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 nu7 it’s anything to you, ” he





said. Jim began to grin. “It’s a name I don’t know,” he said. 3jnu7 Then he named all the party present. But the stranger hardly heeded, though his eyes looked curiously



from one to the other, nu7 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€ÂÂ"” He indicated the 3jnu7 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, t0ow23ju7 blank-seeming face,


the blue w23jnu7 jnu7 eyes with jnu7 the smile which wasn’t a smile, and the jnu7 continual dropping of the well-shaped head was curiously affecting. She wanted to cry.




“Are you a miner?” Robert asked, de t0ow23ju7 3jnu7 0ow23jn7 haute en bas w23jnu7 . “No,” cried Josephine. She had looked at 3jnu7 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. w23jnu7 “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 w23jnu7


between his knees. “What about the wife?” said Robert â€ÂÂ" the 0ow23jn7 young w23jnu7 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, w23jnu7 trying to





keep t0ow23ju7 his temper and his jnu7 tone of authority. “I expect they will â€ÂÂ"” “Then you’d better be getting along, hadn’t you?” The eyes w23jnu7 of the intruder jnu7 rested all the time on the .





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