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Chapter 39

           Intheinstant,Ihadseenafacethatwasstrangetome,lookingupwithanincomprehensibleairofbeingtouchedandpleasedbythesightofme.

           Movingthelampasthemanmoved,Imadeoutthathewassubstantiallydressed,butroughly,likeavoyagerbysea.Thathehadlongiron-grayhair.Thathisagewasaboutsixty.Thathewasamuscularman,strongonhislegs,andthathewasbrownedandhardenedbyexposuretoweather.Asheascendedthelaststairortwo,andthelightofmylampincludedusboth,Isaw,withastupidkindofamazement,thathewasholdingoutbothhishandstome.

           "Praywhatisyourbusiness?"Iaskedhim.

           "Mybusiness?"herepeated,pausing."Ah!Yes.Iwillexplainmybusiness,byyourleave."

           "Doyouwishtocomein?"

           "Yes,"hereplied;"Iwishtocomein,master."

           Ihadaskedhimthequestioninhospitablyenough,forIresentedthesortofbrightandgratifiedrecognitionthatstillshoneinhisface.Iresentedit,becauseitseemedtoimplythatheexpectedmetorespondtoit.ButItookhimintotheroomIhadjustleft,and,havingsetthelamponthetable,askedhimascivillyasIcouldtoexplainhimself.

           Helookedabouthimwiththestrangestairanairofwonderingpleasure,asifhehadsomepartinthethingsheadmiredandhepulledoffaroughoutercoat,andhishat.Then,Isawthathisheadwasfurrowedandbald,andthatthelongiron-grayhairgrewonlyonitssides.

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