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"
Discussing
the
gipsy
,
I
daresay
.
"
"
Sit
down
!
--
Let
me
hear
what
they
said
about
me
.
"
"
I
had
better
not
stay
long
,
sir
;
it
must
be
near
eleven
o'clock
.
Oh
,
are
you
aware
,
Mr.
Rochester
,
that
a
stranger
has
arrived
here
since
you
left
this
morning
?
"
"
A
stranger
!
--
no
;
who
can
it
be
?
I
expected
no
one
;
is
he
gone
?
"
"
No
;
he
said
he
had
known
you
long
,
and
that
he
could
take
the
liberty
of
installing
himself
here
till
you
returned
.
"
"
The
devil
he
did
!
Did
he
give
his
name
?
"
"
His
name
is
Mason
,
sir
;
and
he
comes
from
the
West
Indies
;
from
Spanish
Town
,
in
Jamaica
,
I
think
.
"
Mr.
Rochester
was
standing
near
me
;
he
had
taken
my
hand
,
as
if
to
lead
me
to
a
chair
.
As
I
spoke
he
gave
my
wrist
a
convulsive
grip
;
the
smile
on
his
lips
froze
:
apparently
a
spasm
caught
his
breath
.
"
Mason
!
--
the
West
Indies
!
"
he
said
,
in
the
tone
one
might
fancy
a
speaking
automaton
to
enounce
its
single
words
;
"
Mason
!
--
the
West
Indies
!
"
he
reiterated
;
and
he
went
over
the
syllables
three
times
,
growing
,
in
the
intervals
of
speaking
,
whiter
than
ashes
:
he
hardly
seemed
to
know
what
he
was
doing
.
