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But
Hugh
only
drew
back
,
after
betraying
a
momentary
surprise
,
and
bent
a
grave
stare
upon
the
intruder
--
a
stare
which
indicated
somewhat
of
offended
dignity
,
at
first
,
then
changed
,
in
response
to
some
inward
thought
or
purpose
,
to
an
expression
of
marvelling
curiosity
,
mixed
with
a
real
or
assumed
compassion
.
Presently
he
said
,
in
a
mild
voice
--
"
Thy
wits
seem
touched
,
poor
stranger
;
doubtless
thou
hast
suffered
privations
and
rude
buffetings
at
the
world
's
hands
;
thy
looks
and
dress
betoken
it
.
Whom
dost
thou
take
me
to
be
?
"
"
Take
thee
?
Prithee
for
whom
else
than
whom
thou
art
?
I
take
thee
to
be
Hugh
Hendon
,
"
said
Miles
,
sharply
.
The
other
continued
,
in
the
same
soft
tone
--
"
And
whom
dost
thou
imagine
thyself
to
be
?
"
"
Imagination
hath
nought
to
do
with
it
!
Dost
thou
pretend
thou
knowest
me
not
for
thy
brother
Miles
Hendon
?
"
An
expression
of
pleased
surprise
flitted
across
Hugh
's
face
,
and
he
exclaimed
--
"
What
!
thou
art
not
jesting
?
can
the
dead
come
to
life
?
God
be
praised
if
it
be
so
!
Our
poor
lost
boy
restored
to
our
arms
after
all
these
cruel
years
!
Ah
,
it
seems
too
good
to
be
true
,
it
is
too
good
to
be
true
--
I
charge
thee
,
have
pity
,
do
not
trifle
with
me
!
Quick
--
come
to
the
light
--
let
me
scan
thee
well
!
"
He
seized
Miles
by
the
arm
,
dragged
him
to
the
window
,
and
began
to
devour
him
from
head
to
foot
with
his
eyes
,
turning
him
this
way
and
that
,
and
stepping
briskly
around
him
and
about
him
to
prove
him
from
all
points
of
view
;
whilst
the
returned
prodigal
,
all
aglow
with
gladness
,
smiled
,
laughed
,
and
kept
nodding
his
head
and
saying
--
"
Go
on
,
brother
,
go
on
,
and
fear
not
;
thou
'
lt
find
nor
limb
nor
feature
that
can
not
bide
the
test
.
