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‘
I
am
,
sir
.
Death
of
my
life
,
sir
,
’
returned
the
stranger
,
‘
it
’
s
my
character
to
be
impatient
!
’
The
sound
of
Mistress
Affery
cautiously
chaining
the
door
before
she
opened
it
,
caused
them
both
to
look
that
way
.
Affery
opened
it
a
very
little
,
with
a
flaring
candle
in
her
hands
and
asked
who
was
that
,
at
that
time
of
night
,
with
that
knock
!
‘
Why
,
Arthur
!
’
she
added
with
astonishment
,
seeing
him
first
.
‘
Not
you
sure
?
Ah
,
Lord
save
us
!
No
,
’
she
cried
out
,
seeing
the
other
.
‘
Him
again
!
’
‘
It
’
s
true
!
Him
again
,
dear
Mrs
Flintwinch
,
’
cried
the
stranger
.
‘
Open
the
door
,
and
let
me
take
my
dear
friend
Jeremiah
to
my
arms
!
Open
the
door
,
and
let
me
hasten
myself
to
embrace
my
Flintwinch
!
’
‘
He
’
s
not
at
home
,
’
cried
Affery
.
‘
Fetch
him
!
’
cried
the
stranger
.
‘
Fetch
my
Flintwinch
!
Tell
him
that
it
is
his
old
Blandois
,
who
comes
from
arriving
in
England
;
tell
him
that
it
is
his
little
boy
who
is
here
,
his
cabbage
,
his
well
-
beloved
!
Open
the
door
,
beautiful
Mrs
Flintwinch
,
and
in
the
meantime
let
me
to
pass
upstairs
,
to
present
my
compliments
—
homage
of
Blandois
—
to
my
lady
!
My
lady
lives
always
?
It
is
well
.
Open
then
!
’
To
Arthur
’
s
increased
surprise
,
Mistress
Affery
,
stretching
her
eyes
wide
at
himself
,
as
if
in
warning
that
this
was
not
a
gentleman
for
him
to
interfere
with
,
drew
back
the
chain
,
and
opened
the
door
.
The
stranger
,
without
ceremony
,
walked
into
the
hall
,
leaving
Arthur
to
follow
him
.
‘
Despatch
then
!
Achieve
then
!
Bring
my
Flintwinch
!
Announce
me
to
my
lady
!
’
cried
the
stranger
,
clanking
about
the
stone
floor
.
‘
Pray
tell
me
,
Affery
,
’
said
Arthur
aloud
and
sternly
,
as
he
surveyed
him
from
head
to
foot
with
indignation
;
‘
who
is
this
gentleman
?
’
‘
Pray
tell
me
,
Affery
,
’
the
stranger
repeated
in
his
turn
,
‘
who
—
ha
,
ha
,
ha
!
—
who
is
this
gentleman
?
’
