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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, rqp2h

leaving the tree to flicker the nrqp2h night through. The stranger stumbled at the p2h open window -door. “Mind the yg8jnrq2h 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 yg8jnrq2h

looking round, a remote, abstract look on his face. He was very p2h pale, rqp2h and seemed-inwardly absorbed. The party p2h threw off their wraps and sat around. Josephine

turned to yg8jnrq2h Aaron g8jnrqph Sisson, who sat with a glhi of whiskey in his hand, rather slack in his chair, in his qp2h thickish overcoat. He did not want to drink. p2h 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 qp2h he kept the appearance of a smile, underneath

he was hard and opposed. He did not wish to be with these people, and g8jnrqph yet, mechanically, he stayed. “do you hil qp2h quite yg8jnrq2h well?” josephine asked rqp2h him.

He looked at her jnrqp2h 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 p2h it’s anything to you, ” he

said. Jim began to grin. “It’s a name I don’t know,” he said. rqp2h Then he named all the party present. But the stranger hardly heeded, though his eyes looked curiously

from one to the other, p2h 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 rqp2h 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, yg8jnrq2h blank-seeming face,

the blue jnrqp2h qp2h eyes with qp2h the smile which wasn’t a smile, and the qp2h continual dropping of the well-shaped head was curiously affecting. She wanted to cry.

“Are you a miner?” Robert asked, de yg8jnrq2h rqp2h g8jnrqph haute en bas jnrqp2h . “No,” cried Josephine. She had looked at rqp2h 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. jnrqp2h “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 jnrqp2h

between his knees. “What about the wife?” said Robert â€" the g8jnrqph young jnrqp2h 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, jnrqp2h trying to

keep yg8jnrq2h his temper and his qp2h tone of authority. “I expect they will â€"” “Then you’d better be getting along, hadn’t you?” The eyes jnrqp2h of the intruder qp2h rested all the time on the .