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sober now. “Come indoors and have a drink.” Aaron Sisson negatively  allowed  himself  to  be  led  off. The others followed in silence,   kia7q  



leaving  the  tree  to  flicker  the  5kia7q   night  through.    The stranger stumbled at the  a7q  open window -door. “Mind    the   9sjo5ki7q    step,   ”    said    Jim     affectionately. 


They crowded  to  the  fire,   which  was  still  hot.   The newcomer looked round vaguely. Jim took his bowler hat and gave him a chair.   He  sat  without   9sjo5ki7q  


looking round, a remote, abstract  look  on  his  face.   He  was  very  a7q   pale,   kia7q    and seemed-inwardly absorbed. The party  a7q  threw off their wraps and sat  around.   Josephine 


turned to  9sjo5ki7q  Aaron  sjo5kiaq  Sisson, who sat with a glhi of whiskey in his hand,   rather  slack  in his chair, in his  ia7q  thickish overcoat. He did not want to drink.   a7q   His  hair  was  blond, 


quite tidy, his mouth and chin handsome but a  little  obstinate,   his  eyes  inscrutable. His pallor was not natural to him. Though  ia7q  he kept the appearance of a  smile,   underneath 


he was hard and opposed. He did  not  wish  to  be  with  these  people,     and  sjo5kiaq     yet, mechanically, he stayed. “do  you  hil  ia7q   quite   9sjo5ki7q   well?”    josephine    asked     kia7q  him. 



He looked at her  o5kia7q  quickly. “Me?” he said. He smiled faintly. “Yes,   I’m  all  right. ” Then he dropped his head again and seemed oblivious. 



“Tell  us  your  name,   ”    said    Jim    affectionately. The stranger looked up. “My name’s Aaron Sisson,  if  a7q   it’s  anything  to  you, ”  he 



said. Jim began to grin. “It’s a name I don’t know,” he  said.   kia7q   Then  he  named  all the party present. But the stranger hardly heeded, though  his  eyes  looked  curiously 



from one to the other,  a7q  slow, shrewd, clairvoyant. “Were  you  on  your  way  home?”  asked  Robert,     huffy. The  stranger  lifted  his  head  and   looked    at    him. 



“Home!” he repeated. “No. The other  road  —”  He  indicated the  kia7q  direction with his head, and smiled faintly. “Beldover?” inquired Robert. 



“Yes.” He had dropped his head again, as if  he  did  not  want  to look at them. to josephine, the  pale,   imphiive,    9sjo5ki7q  blank-seeming  face, 


the blue  o5kia7q   ia7q  eyes with  ia7q  the smile which wasn’t a smile, and  the  ia7q   continual  dropping  of  the well-shaped head was curiously affecting. She wanted to cry. 



“Are you  a  miner?”  Robert  asked,   de  9sjo5ki7q   kia7q    sjo5kiaq  haute  en bas   o5kia7q  . “No,” cried  Josephine.   She  had  looked  at   kia7q  his  hands. “Men’s checkweighman,” replied Aaron.  He  had  emptied  his 



glhi. he putit on the table. “Have another?” said Jim, who was attending  fixedly,   with curious absorption, to the stranger.  o5kia7q  “No,” criedJosephine, “no more.” 


Aaron looked at Jim, then at her, and smiled  slowly,   with remote bitterness. Then he lowered his head again.   His  hands  were  loosely  clasped   o5kia7q  


between his knees. “What about the wife?” said Robert — the  sjo5kiaq   young   o5kia7q  lieutenant. “What about the wife and  kiddies?  You’re  a  married  man, 



aren’t you?” The sardonic look of the stranger rested on  the  subaltern. “Yes,” he said. “Won’t they be  expecting  you?”  said  Robert,    o5kia7q  trying  to 




keep  9sjo5ki7q  his temper and his  ia7q  tone of authority. “I expect they will —” “Then  you’d  better  be  getting  along,    hadn’t    you?” The eyes  o5kia7q   of  the  intruder  ia7q   rested  all  the  time  on  the .


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<p align="center">sober now. “Come indoors and have a drink.” Aaron Sisson negatively  allowed  himself  to  be  led  off. The others followed in silence,   0zmah  </p>
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<p align="right" style="font: 9px;">leaving  the  tree  to  flicker  the  w0zmah   night  through.    The stranger stumbled at the  mah  open window -door. “Mind    the   es9bw0zah    step,   ”    said    Jim     affectionately. </p>
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looking round, a remote, abstract  look  on  his  face.   He  was  very  mah   pale,   0zmah    and seemed-inwardly absorbed. The party  mah  threw off their wraps and sat  around.   Josephine </p>
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quite tidy, his mouth and chin handsome but a  little  obstinate,   his  eyes  inscrutable. His pallor was not natural to him. Though  zmah  he kept the appearance of a  smile,   underneath </p>
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he was hard and opposed. He did  not  wish  to  be  with  these  people,     and  s9bw0zmh     yet, mechanically, he stayed. “do  you  hil  zmah   quite   es9bw0zah   well?”    josephine    asked     0zmah  him. </p>
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<p>“Tell  us  your  name,   ”    said    Jim    affectionately. The stranger looked up. “My name’s Aaron Sisson,  if  mah   it’s  anything  to  you, ”  he </p>
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<p align="right" style="font: 13px;">said. Jim began to grin. “It’s a name I don’t know,” he  said.   0zmah   Then  he  named  all the party present. But the stranger hardly heeded, though  his  eyes  looked  curiously </p>
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<p align="left" style="font: 10px;">from one to the other,  mah  slow, shrewd, clairvoyant. “Were  you  on  your  way  home?”  asked  Robert,     huffy. The  stranger  lifted  his  head  and   looked    at    him. </p>
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<p>“Home!” he repeated. “No. The other  road  —”  He  indicated the  0zmah  direction with his head, and smiled faintly. “Beldover?” inquired Robert. </p>
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<p>“Yes.” He had dropped his head again, as if  he  did  not  want  to look at them. to josephine, the  pale,   imphiive,    es9bw0zah  blank-seeming  face, </p>
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the blue  bw0zmah   zmah  eyes with  zmah  the smile which wasn’t a smile, and  the  zmah   continual  dropping  of  the well-shaped head was curiously affecting. She wanted to cry. </p>
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<p align="center" style="font: 13px;">“Are you  a  miner?”  Robert  asked,   de  es9bw0zah   0zmah    s9bw0zmh  haute  en <I>bas   bw0zmah  . “No,” </I>cried  Josephine.   She  had  looked  at   0zmah  his  hands. “Men’s checkweighman,” replied Aaron.  He  had  emptied  his </p>
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<p align="right">glhi. he put<I>it on the table. “Have another?” said Jim, who was attending  fixedly,   with curious absorption, to the stranger.  bw0zmah  “No,” cried</I>Josephine, “no more.” </p>
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Aaron looked at Jim, then at her, and smiled  slowly,   with remote bitterness. Then he lowered his head again.   His  hands  were  loosely  clasped   bw0zmah  </p>
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between his knees. “What about the wife?” said Robert — the  s9bw0zmh   young   bw0zmah  lieutenant. “What about the wife and  kiddies?  You’re  a  married  man, </p>
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<p align="right" style="font: 15px;">aren’t you?” The sardonic look of the stranger rested on  the  subaltern. “Yes,” he said. “Won’t they be  expecting  you?”  said  Robert,    bw0zmah  trying  to </p>
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keep  es9bw0zah  his temper and his  zmah  tone of authority. “I expect they will —” “Then  you’d  better  be  getting  along,    hadn’t    you?” The eyes  bw0zmah   of  the  intruder  zmah   rested  all  the  time  on  the .</p>

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