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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, rjcxy

leaving the tree to flicker the vrjcxy night through. The stranger stumbled at the cxy open window -door. “Mind the wdm2vrjxy 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 wdm2vrjxy

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

turned to wdm2vrjxy Aaron dm2vrjcy Sisson, who sat with a glhi of whiskey in his hand, rather slack in his chair, in his jcxy thickish overcoat. He did not want to drink. cxy 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 jcxy he kept the appearance of a smile, underneath

he was hard and opposed. He did not wish to be with these people, and dm2vrjcy yet, mechanically, he stayed. “do you hil jcxy quite wdm2vrjxy well?” josephine asked rjcxy him.

He looked at her 2vrjcxy 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 cxy it’s anything to you, ” he

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

from one to the other, cxy 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 rjcxy 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, wdm2vrjxy blank-seeming face,

the blue 2vrjcxy jcxy eyes with jcxy the smile which wasn’t a smile, and the jcxy continual dropping of the well-shaped head was curiously affecting. She wanted to cry.

“Are you a miner?” Robert asked, de wdm2vrjxy rjcxy dm2vrjcy haute en bas 2vrjcxy . “No,” cried Josephine. She had looked at rjcxy 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. 2vrjcxy “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 2vrjcxy

between his knees. “What about the wife?” said Robert â€" the dm2vrjcy young 2vrjcxy 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, 2vrjcxy trying to

keep wdm2vrjxy his temper and his jcxy tone of authority. “I expect they will â€"” “Then you’d better be getting along, hadn’t you?” The eyes 2vrjcxy of the intruder jcxy rested all the time on the .