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Chapter 53

           Bulstrode,butitendedinhisputtingouthishandcoldlytoRafflesandsaying—

           "Ididnotindeedexpecttoseeyouinthisremotecountryplace."

           "Well,itbelongstoastepsonofmine,"saidRaffles,adjustinghimselfinaswaggeringattitude."Icametoseehimherebefore.I’mnotsosurprisedatseeingyou,oldfellow,becauseIpickedupaletter—whatyoumaycallaprovidentialthing.It’suncommonlyfortunateImetyou,though;forIdon’tcareaboutseeingmystepson:he’snotaffectionate,andhispoormother’sgonenow.Totellthetruth,Icameoutoflovetoyou,Nick:Icametogetyouraddress,for—lookhere!"Rafflesdrewacrumpledpaperfromhispocket.

           AlmostanyothermanthanCalebGarthmighthavebeentemptedtolingeronthespotforthesakeofhearingallhecouldaboutamanwhoseacquaintancewithBulstrodeseemedtoimplypassagesinthebanker’slifesounlikeanythingthatwasknownofhiminMiddlemarchthattheymusthavethenatureofasecrettopiquecuriosity.ButCalebwaspeculiar:certainhumantendencieswhicharecommonlystrongwerealmostabsentfromhismind;andoneofthesewascuriosityaboutpersonalaffairs.Especiallyiftherewasanythingdiscreditabletobefoundoutconcerninganotherman,Calebpreferrednottoknowit;andifhehadtotellanybodyunderhimthathisevildoingswerediscovered,hewasmoreembarrassedthantheculprit.Henowspurredhishorse,andsaying,"Iwishyougoodevening,Mr.

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