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Chapter 8
IcannotsayIeversawhiminhisproperwits.Henevergrewusedtomybeingthere,staredatmecontinually(sometimes,Icouldhavethought,withterror),andmorethanoncedrewbackfrommyhandwhenIwasservinghim.Iwasprettysurefromthefirstthathehadnoclearmindofwhathehaddone,andonmyseconddayintheround-houseIhadtheproofofit.Wewerealone,andhehadbeenstaringatmealongtime,whenallatonce,uphegot,aspaleasdeath,andcamecloseuptome,tomygreatterror.ButIhadnocausetobeafraidofhim.
“Youwerenotherebefore?”heasked.
“No,sir,”saidI.”
“Therewasanotherboy?”heaskedagain;andwhenIhadansweredhim,“Ah!”sayshe,“Ithoughtthat,”andwentandsatdown,withoutanotherword,excepttocallforbrandy.
Youmaythinkitstrange,butforallthehorrorIhad,Iwasstillsorryforhim.Hewasamarriedman,withawifeinLeith;butwhetherornohehadafamily,Ihavenowforgotten;Ihopenot.
Altogetheritwasnoveryhardlifeforthetimeitlasted,which(asyouaretohear)wasnotlong.Iwasaswellfedasthebestofthem;eventheirpickles,whichwerethegreatdainty,Iwasallowedmyshareof;andhadIlikedImighthavebeendrunkfrommorningtonight,likeMr.Shuan.Ihadcompany,too,andgoodcompanyofitssort.Mr
