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‘
No
,
indeed
he
is
not
.
The
door
is
open
,
and
he
is
standing
outside
,
talking
.
’
‘
I
’
ll
tell
you
then
,
’
said
Affery
,
after
listening
,
‘
that
the
first
time
he
ever
come
he
heard
the
noises
his
own
self
.
“
What
’
s
that
?
”
he
said
to
me
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
what
it
is
,
”
I
says
to
him
,
catching
hold
of
him
,
“
but
I
have
heard
it
over
and
over
again
.
”
While
I
says
it
,
he
stands
a
looking
at
me
,
all
of
a
shake
,
he
do
.
’
‘
Has
he
been
here
often
?
’
‘
Only
that
night
,
and
the
last
night
.
’
‘
What
did
you
see
of
him
on
the
last
night
,
after
I
was
gone
?
’
‘
Them
two
clever
ones
had
him
all
alone
to
themselves
.
Jeremiah
come
a
dancing
at
me
sideways
,
after
I
had
let
you
out
(
he
always
comes
a
dancing
at
me
sideways
when
he
’
s
going
to
hurt
me
)
,
and
he
said
to
me
,
“
Now
,
Affery
,
”
he
said
,
“
I
am
a
coming
behind
you
,
my
woman
,
and
a
going
to
run
you
up
.
”
So
he
took
and
squeezed
the
back
of
my
neck
in
his
hand
,
till
it
made
me
open
my
mouth
,
and
then
he
pushed
me
before
him
to
bed
,
squeezing
all
the
way
.
That
’
s
what
he
calls
running
me
up
,
he
do
.
Oh
,
he
’
s
a
wicked
one
!
’
‘
And
did
you
hear
or
see
no
more
,
Affery
?
’
‘
Don
’
t
I
tell
you
I
was
sent
to
bed
,
Arthur
!
Here
he
is
!
’
‘
I
assure
you
he
is
still
at
the
door
.
Those
whisperings
and
counsellings
,
Affery
,
that
you
have
spoken
of
.
What
are
they
?
’
