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Chapter 70

           Therewasafaintlightinachamberwindownotfaroff,andKitrantowardsthathousetoasktheirway.

           Hisfirstshoutwasansweredbyanoldmanwithin,whopresentlyappearedatthecasement,wrappingsomegarmentroundhisthroatasaprotectionfromthecold,anddemandedwhowasabroadatthatunseasonablehour,wantinghim.

           ‘’Tishardweatherthis,’hegrumbled,‘andnotanighttocallmeupin.MytradeisnotofthatkindthatIneedberousedfrombed.Thebusinessonwhichfolkswantme,willkeepcold,especiallyatthisseason.Whatdoyouwant?’

           ‘Iwouldnothaverousedyou,ifIhadknownyouwereoldandill,’saidKit.

           ‘Old!’repeatedtheotherpeevishly.‘HowdoyouknowIamold?Notsooldasyouthink,friend,perhaps.Astobeingill,youwillfindmanyyoungpeopleinworsecasethanIam.More’sthepitythatitshouldbeso—notthatIshouldbestrongandheartyformyyears,Imean,butthattheyshouldbeweakandtender.Iaskyourpardonthough,’saidtheoldman,‘ifIspokeratherroughatfirst.Myeyesarenotgoodatnight—that’sneitheragenorillness;theyneverwere—andIdidn’tseeyouwereastranger.’

           ‘Iamsorrytocallyoufromyourbed,’saidKit,‘butthosegentlemenyoumayseebythechurchyardgate,arestrangerstoo,whohavejustarrivedfromalongjourney,andseektheparsonage-house.Youcandirectus?’

           ‘Ishouldbeableto,’answeredtheoldman,inatremblingvoice,‘for,comenextsummer,Ihavebeensextonhere,goodfiftyyears.Therighthandpath,friend,istheroad.

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