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Jo’s Will

           "Sinceyouhavebeenout,sir,IhavebeenthinkingthatIunquestionablyknowtheroomsinLincoln’sInnFields,whereBuckettookthelad,accordingtohisaccount.Thoughheisnotacquaintedwiththename,Icanhelpyoutoit.It’sTulkinghorn.That’swhatitis."Allanlooksathiminquiringly,repeatingthename."Tulkinghorn.That’sthename,sir.Iknowtheman,andknowhimtohavebeenincommunicationwithBucketbefore,respectingadeceasedpersonwhohadgivenhimoffence.Iknowtheman,sir.Tomysorrow."Allannaturallyaskswhatkindofmanheis."Whatkindofman!Doyoumeantolookat?""IthinkIknowthatmuchofhim.Imeantodealwith.Generally,whatkindofman?""Why,thenI’lltellyou,sir,"returnsthetrooper,stoppingshortandfoldinghisarmsonhissquarechestsoangrilythathisfacefiresandflushesallover;"heisaconfoundedlybadkindofman.Heisaslow-torturingkindofman.Heisnomorelikefleshandbloodthanarustyoldcarbineis.HeisakindofmanbyGeorge!thathascausedmemorerestlessness,andmoreuneasiness,andmoredissatisfactionwithmyselfthanallothermenputtogether.That’sthekindofmanMr.Tulkinghornis!""Iamsorry,"saysAllan,"tohavetouchedsosoreaplace.""Sore?"Thetrooperplantshislegswiderapart,wetsthepalmofhisbroadrighthand,andlaysitontheimaginarymoustache."It’snofaultofyours,sir;butyoushalljudge.Hehasgotapoweroverme.HeisthemanIspokeofjustnowasbeingabletotumblemeoutofthisplaceneckandcrop.Hekeepsmeonaconstantsee-saw.

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