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"
He
came
faithfully
,
and
he
brought
me
the
two
one
-
pound
notes
.
I
was
a
poor
boy
then
,
as
you
know
,
and
to
a
poor
boy
they
were
a
little
fortune
.
But
,
like
you
,
I
have
done
well
since
,
and
you
must
let
me
pay
them
back
.
You
can
put
them
to
some
other
poor
boy
’
s
use
.
"
I
took
out
my
purse
.
He
watched
me
as
I
laid
my
purse
upon
the
table
and
opened
it
,
and
he
watched
me
as
I
separated
two
one
-
pound
notes
from
its
contents
.
They
were
clean
and
new
,
and
I
spread
them
out
and
handed
them
over
to
him
.
Still
watching
me
,
he
laid
them
one
upon
the
other
,
folded
them
long
-
wise
,
gave
them
a
twist
,
set
fire
to
them
at
the
lamp
,
and
dropped
the
ashes
into
the
tray
.
"
May
I
make
so
bold
,
"
he
said
then
,
with
a
smile
that
was
like
a
frown
,
and
with
a
frown
that
was
like
a
smile
,
"
as
ask
you
how
you
have
done
well
,
since
you
and
me
was
out
on
them
lone
shivering
marshes
?
"
"
How
?
"
"
Ah
!
"
He
emptied
his
glass
,
got
up
,
and
stood
at
the
side
of
the
fire
,
with
his
heavy
brown
hand
on
the
mantel
-
shelf
.
He
put
a
foot
up
to
the
bars
,
to
dry
and
warm
it
,
and
the
wet
boot
began
to
steam
;
but
,
he
neither
looked
at
it
,
nor
at
the
fire
,
but
steadily
looked
at
me
.
It
was
only
now
that
I
began
to
tremble
.
When
my
lips
had
parted
,
and
had
shaped
some
words
that
were
without
sound
,
I
forced
myself
to
tell
him
(
though
I
could
not
do
it
distinctly
)
,
that
I
had
been
chosen
to
succeed
to
some
property
.
"
Might
a
mere
warmint
ask
what
property
?
"
said
he
.
I
faltered
,
"
I
don
’
t
know
.
"
