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Chapter 17

           “Haven’tI?”Itwasn’tformetohelphimitwasforthethingIhadmet!

           Somethinginhistoneandtheexpressionofhisface,asIgotthisfromhim,setmyheartachingwithsuchapangasithadneveryetknown;sounutterablytouchingwasittoseehislittlebrainpuzzledandhislittleresourcestaxedtoplay,underthespelllaidonhim,apartofinnocenceandconsistency.“No,neverfromthehouryoucameback.You’venevermentionedtomeoneofyourmasters,oneofyourcomrades,northeleastlittlethingthateverhappenedtoyouatschool.Never,littleMilesno,neverhaveyougivenmeaninklingofanythingthatmayhavehappenedthere.ThereforeyoucanfancyhowmuchI’minthedark.Untilyoucameout,thatway,thismorning,youhad,sincethefirsthourIsawyou,scarceevenmadeareferencetoanythinginyourpreviouslife.Youseemedsoperfectlytoacceptthepresent.”Itwasextraordinaryhowmyabsoluteconvictionofhissecretprecocity(orwhateverImightcallthepoisonofaninfluencethatIdaredbuthalftophrase)madehim,inspiteofthefaintbreathofhisinwardtrouble,appearasaccessibleasanolderpersonimposedhimalmostasanintellectualequal.“Ithoughtyouwantedtogoonasyouare.”

           Itstruckmethatatthishejustfaintlycolored.Hegave,atanyrate,likeaconvalescentslightlyfatigued,alanguidshakeofhishead.“Idon’tIdon’t.Iwanttogetaway.”

           “You’retiredofBly?”

           “Oh,no,IlikeBly.

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