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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, jpmw6

leaving the tree to flicker the 7jpmw6 night through. The stranger stumbled at the mw6 open window -door. “Mind the t05q7jpw6 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 t05q7jpw6

looking round, a remote, abstract look on his face. He was very mw6 pale, jpmw6 and seemed-inwardly absorbed. The party mw6 threw off their wraps and sat around. Josephine

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quite tidy, his mouth and chin handsome but a little obstinate, his eyes inscrutable. His pallor was not natural to him. Though pmw6 he kept the appearance of a smile, underneath

he was hard and opposed. He did not wish to be with these people, and 05q7jpm6 yet, mechanically, he stayed. “do you hil pmw6 quite t05q7jpw6 well?” josephine asked jpmw6 him.

He looked at her q7jpmw6 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 mw6 it’s anything to you, ” he

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from one to the other, mw6 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 jpmw6 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, t05q7jpw6 blank-seeming face,

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glhi. he putit on the table. “Have another?” said Jim, who was attending fixedly, with curious absorption, to the stranger. q7jpmw6 “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 q7jpmw6

between his knees. “What about the wife?” said Robert â€" the 05q7jpm6 young q7jpmw6 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, q7jpmw6 trying to

keep t05q7jpw6 his temper and his pmw6 tone of authority. “I expect they will â€"” “Then you’d better be getting along, hadn’t you?” The eyes q7jpmw6 of the intruder pmw6 rested all the time on the .


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