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But
his
presence
was
not
a
cheerful
one
.
He
was
always
courteous
,
always
refined
,
but
singularly
silent
and
retiring
.
I
have
never
lived
so
long
with
any
man
and
known
so
little
of
him
.
If
he
were
indoors
he
spent
his
time
either
in
his
own
small
study
in
the
Eastern
Tower
,
or
in
the
library
in
the
modern
wing
.
So
regular
was
his
routine
that
one
could
always
say
at
any
hour
exactly
where
he
would
be
.
Twice
in
the
day
he
would
visit
his
study
,
once
after
breakfast
,
and
once
about
ten
at
night
.
You
might
set
your
watch
by
the
slam
of
the
heavy
door
.
For
the
rest
of
the
day
he
would
be
in
his
library
—
save
that
for
an
hour
or
two
in
the
afternoon
he
would
take
a
walk
or
a
ride
,
which
was
solitary
like
the
rest
of
his
existence
.
He
loved
his
children
,
and
was
keenly
interested
in
the
progress
of
their
studies
,
but
they
were
a
little
awed
by
the
silent
,
shaggy
-
browed
figure
,
and
they
avoided
him
as
much
as
they
could
.
Indeed
,
we
all
did
that
.
It
was
some
time
before
I
came
to
know
anything
about
the
circumstances
of
Sir
John
Bollamore
’
s
life
,
for
Mrs
.
Stevens
,
the
housekeeper
,
and
Mr
.
Richards
,
the
land
-
steward
,
were
too
loyal
to
talk
easily
of
their
employer
’
s
affairs
.
As
to
the
governess
,
she
knew
no
more
than
I
did
,
and
our
common
interest
was
one
of
the
causes
which
drew
us
together
.
At
last
,
however
,
an
incident
occurred
which
led
to
a
closer
acquaintance
with
Mr
.
Richards
and
a
fuller
knowledge
of
the
life
of
the
man
whom
I
served
.
The
immediate
cause
of
this
was
no
less
than
the
falling
of
Master
Percy
,
the
youngest
of
my
pupils
,
into
the
mill
-
race
,
with
imminent
danger
both
to
his
life
and
to
mine
,
since
I
had
to
risk
myself
in
order
to
save
him
.
Dripping
and
exhausted
—
for
I
was
far
more
spent
than
the
child
—
I
was
making
for
my
room
when
Sir
John
,
who
had
heard
the
hubbub
,
opened
the
door
of
his
little
study
and
asked
me
what
was
the
matter
.
I
told
him
of
the
accident
,
but
assured
him
that
his
child
was
in
no
danger
,
while
he
listened
with
a
rugged
,
immobile
face
,
which
expressed
in
its
intense
eyes
and
tightened
lips
all
the
emotion
which
he
tried
to
conceal
.
"
One
moment
!
Step
in
here
!
Let
me
have
the
details
!
"
said
he
,
turning
back
through
the
open
door
.
And
so
I
found
myself
within
that
little
sanctum
,
inside
which
,
as
I
afterwards
learned
,
no
other
foot
had
for
three
years
been
set
save
that
of
the
old
servant
who
cleaned
it
out
.
It
was
a
round
room
,
conforming
to
the
shape
of
the
tower
in
which
it
was
situated
,
with
a
low
ceiling
,
a
single
narrow
,
ivy
-
wreathed
window
,
and
the
simplest
of
furniture
.
An
old
carpet
,
a
single
chair
,
a
deal
table
,
and
a
small
shelf
of
books
made
up
the
whole
contents
.
On
the
table
stood
a
full
-
length
photograph
of
a
woman
—
I
took
no
particular
notice
of
the
features
,
but
I
remember
,
that
a
certain
gracious
gentleness
was
the
prevailing
impression
.
Beside
it
were
a
large
black
japanned
box
and
one
or
two
bundles
of
letters
or
papers
fastened
together
with
elastic
bands
.
Our
interview
was
a
short
one
,
for
Sir
John
Bollamore
perceived
that
I
was
soaked
,
and
that
I
should
change
without
delay
.
The
incident
led
,
however
,
to
an
instructive
talk
with
Richards
,
the
agent
,
who
had
never
penetrated
into
the
chamber
which
chance
had
opened
to
me
.
That
very
afternoon
he
came
to
me
,
all
curiosity
,
and
walked
up
and
down
the
garden
path
with
me
,
while
my
two
charges
played
tennis
upon
the
lawn
beside
us
.
"
You
hardly
realize
the
exception
which
has
been
made
in
your
favour
,
"
said
he
.
"
That
room
has
been
kept
such
a
mystery
,
and
Sir
John
’
s
visits
to
it
have
been
so
regular
and
consistent
,
that
an
almost
superstitious
feeling
has
arisen
about
it
in
the
household
.
I
assure
you
that
if
I
were
to
repeat
to
you
the
tales
which
are
flying
about
,
tales
of
mysterious
visitors
there
,
and
of
voices
overheard
by
the
servants
,
you
might
suspect
that
Sir
John
had
relapsed
into
his
old
ways
.
"
"
Why
do
you
say
relapsed
?
"
I
asked
.
He
looked
at
me
in
surprise
.
