sober now. âÃÂÃÂCome indoors and have a drink.âÃÂàAaron Sisson negatively allowed himself to be led off. The others followed in silence, sya4o
leaving the tree to flicker the csya4o night through. The stranger stumbled at the a4o open window -door. âÃÂÃÂMind the fzd1csy4o 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 fzd1csy4o
looking round, a remote, abstract look on his face. He was very a4o pale, sya4o and seemed-inwardly absorbed. The party a4o threw off their wraps and sat around. Josephine
turned to fzd1csy4o Aaron zd1csyao Sisson, who sat with a glhi of whiskey in his hand, rather slack in his chair, in his ya4o thickish overcoat. He did not want to drink. a4o 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 ya4o he kept the appearance of a smile, underneath
he was hard and opposed. He did not wish to be with these people, and zd1csyao yet, mechanically, he stayed. âÃÂÃÂdo you hil ya4o quite fzd1csy4o well?âÃÂàjosephine asked sya4o him.
He looked at her 1csya4o 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 a4o itâÃÂÃÂs anything to you, âÃÂàhe
said. Jim began to grin. âÃÂÃÂItâÃÂÃÂs a name I donâÃÂÃÂt know,âÃÂàhe said. sya4o Then he named all the party present. But the stranger hardly heeded, though his eyes looked curiously
from one to the other, a4o 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 sya4o 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, fzd1csy4o blank-seeming face,
the blue 1csya4o ya4o eyes with ya4o the smile which wasnâÃÂÃÂt a smile, and the ya4o continual dropping of the well-shaped head was curiously affecting. She wanted to cry.
âÃÂÃÂAre you a miner?âÃÂàRobert asked, de fzd1csy4o sya4o zd1csyao haute en bas 1csya4o . âÃÂÃÂNo,âÃÂàcried Josephine. She had looked at sya4o 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. 1csya4o 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 1csya4o
between his knees. âÃÂÃÂWhat about the wife?âÃÂàsaid Robert âÃÂÃÂ" the zd1csyao young 1csya4o 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, 1csya4o trying to
keep fzd1csy4o his temper and his ya4o tone of authority. âÃÂÃÂI expect they will âÃÂÃÂ"âÃÂàâÃÂÃÂThen youâÃÂÃÂd better be getting along, hadnâÃÂÃÂt you?âÃÂàThe eyes 1csya4o of the intruder ya4o rested all the time on the .
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