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Chapter 4

           Heretired,andImovedtobidmyhostgood-night.Hetookmyprofferedhand,andhelditinhis,lookingatmecuriouslythewhile.

           "Ilikeyou,GeoffreyTempest;"hesaid—"AndbecauseIlikeyou,andbecauseIthinktherearethemakingsofsomethinghigherthanmereearthybruteinyou,Iamgoingtomakeyouwhatyoumayperhapsconsiderratherasingularproposition.Itisthis—thatifyoudon’tlikeme,saysoatonce,andwewillpartnow,beforewehavetimetoknowanythingmoreofeachother,andIwillendeavournottocrossyourpathagainunlessyouseekmeout.Butifonthecontrary,youdolikeme—ifyoufindsomethinginmyhumourorturnofmindcongenialtoyourowndisposition,givemeyourpromisethatyouwillbemyfriendandcomradeforawhile,sayforafewmonthsatanyrate.Icantakeyouintothebestsociety,andintroduceyoutotheprettiestwomeninEuropeaswellasthemostbrilliantmen.Iknowthemall,andIbelieveIcanbeusefultoyou.Butifthereisthesmallestaversiontomelurkinginthedepthsofyournature"—herehepaused—thenresumedwithextraordinarysolemnity—"inGod’snamegiveitfullwayandletmego—becauseIsweartoyouinallsoberearnestthatIamnotwhatIseem!"

           Stronglyimpressedbyhisstrangelookandstrangermanner,Ihesitatedonemoment—andonthatmoment,hadIbutknownit,hungmyfuture.Itwastrue—Ihadfeltapassingshadowofdistrustandrepulsionforthisfascinatingyetcynicalman,andheseemedtohaveguessedit.

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