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"
What
account
can
you
give
of
yourself
?
"
Somehow
,
now
that
I
had
once
crossed
the
threshold
of
this
house
,
and
once
was
brought
face
to
face
with
its
owners
,
I
felt
no
longer
outcast
,
vagrant
,
and
disowned
by
the
wide
world
.
I
dared
to
put
off
the
mendicant
--
to
resume
my
natural
manner
and
character
.
I
began
once
more
to
know
myself
;
and
when
Mr.
St.
John
demanded
an
account
--
which
at
present
I
was
far
too
weak
to
render
--
I
said
after
a
brief
pause
--
"
Sir
,
I
can
give
you
no
details
to-night
.
"
"
But
what
,
then
,
"
said
he
,
"
do
you
expect
me
to
do
for
you
?
"
"
Nothing
,
"
I
replied
.
My
strength
sufficed
for
but
short
answers
.
Diana
took
the
word
--
"
Do
you
mean
,
"
she
asked
,
"
that
we
have
now
given
you
what
aid
you
require
?
and
that
we
may
dismiss
you
to
the
moor
and
the
rainy
night
?
"
I
looked
at
her
.
"
She
had
,
I
thought
,
a
remarkable
countenance
,
instinct
both
with
power
and
goodness
.
I
took
sudden
courage
.
Answering
her
compassionate
gaze
with
a
smile
,
I
said
--
"
I
will
trust
you
.
If
I
were
a
masterless
and
stray
dog
,
I
know
that
you
would
not
turn
me
from
your
hearth
to-night
:
as
it
is
,
I
really
have
no
fear
.
Do
with
me
and
for
me
as
you
like
;
but
excuse
me
from
much
discourse
--
my
breath
is
short
--
I
feel
a
spasm
when
I
speak
.
"
All
three
surveyed
me
,
and
all
three
were
silent
.
"
Hannah
,
"
said
Mr.
St.
John
,
at
last
,
"
let
her
sit
there
at
present
,
and
ask
her
no
questions
;
in
ten
minutes
more
,
give
her
the
remainder
of
that
milk
and
bread
.
Mary
and
Diana
,
let
us
go
into
the
parlour
and
talk
the
matter
over
.
"
They
withdrew
.
Very
soon
one
of
the
ladies
returned
--
I
could
not
tell
which
.
A
kind
of
pleasant
stupor
was
stealing
over
me
as
I
sat
by
the
genial
fire
.
In
an
undertone
she
gave
some
directions
to
Hannah
.
Ere
long
,
with
the
servant
's
aid
,
I
contrived
to
mount
a
staircase
;
my
dripping
clothes
were
removed
;
soon
a
warm
,
dry
bed
received
me
.
I
thanked
God
--
experienced
amidst
unutterable
exhaustion
a
glow
of
grateful
joy
--
and
slept
.
