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           Ipickedupboththatandhisbrogues,wishedhimagoodmorning,andsetoffuponmyway,leavinghimbarefootanddisarmed.IchuckledtomyselfasIwent,beingsureIwasdonewiththatrogue,foravarietyofreasons.First,heknewhecouldhavenomoreofmymoney;next,thebrogueswereworthinthatcountryonlyafewpence;and,lastly,theknife,whichwasreallyadagger,itwasagainstthelawforhimtocarry.

           Inabouthalfanhourofwalk,Iovertookagreat,raggedman,movingprettyfastbutfeelingbeforehimwithastaff.Hewasquiteblind,andtoldmehewasacatechist,whichshouldhaveputmeatmyease.Buthisfacewentagainstme;itseemeddarkanddangerousandsecret;andpresently,aswebegantogoonalongside,Isawthesteelbuttofapistolstickingfromundertheflapofhiscoat-pocket.Tocarrysuchathingmeantafineoffifteenpoundssterlinguponafirstoffence,andtransportationtothecoloniesuponasecond.NorcouldIquiteseewhyareligiousteachershouldgoarmed,orwhatablindmancouldbedoingwithapistol.

           Itoldhimaboutmyguide,forIwasproudofwhatIhaddone,andmyvanityforoncegottheheelsofmyprudence.AtthementionofthefiveshillingshecriedoutsoloudthatImadeupmymindIshouldsaynothingoftheothertwo,andwasgladhecouldnotseemyblushes.

           “Wasittoomuch?”Iasked,alittlefaltering.

           “Toomuch!”crieshe.“Why,IwillguideyoutoTorosaymyselfforadramofbrandy.