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During
the
first
days
passed
by
the
stranger
in
Granite
House
,
had
he
already
given
them
reason
to
think
that
his
savage
nature
was
becoming
tamed
?
Did
a
brighter
light
burn
in
the
depths
of
that
obscured
mind
?
In
short
,
was
the
soul
returning
to
the
body
?
Yes
,
to
a
certainty
,
and
to
such
a
degree
,
that
Cyrus
Harding
and
the
reporter
wondered
if
the
reason
of
the
unfortunate
man
had
ever
been
totally
extinguished
.
At
first
,
accustomed
to
the
open
air
,
to
the
unrestrained
liberty
which
he
had
enjoyed
on
Tabor
Island
,
the
stranger
manifested
a
sullen
fury
,
and
it
was
feared
that
he
might
throw
himself
onto
the
beach
,
out
of
one
of
the
windows
of
Granite
House
.
But
gradually
he
became
calmer
,
and
more
freedom
was
allowed
to
his
movements
.
They
had
reason
to
hope
,
and
to
hope
much
.
Already
,
forgetting
his
carnivorous
instincts
,
the
stranger
accepted
a
less
bestial
nourishment
than
that
on
which
he
fed
on
the
islet
,
and
cooked
meat
did
not
produce
in
him
the
same
sentiment
of
repulsion
which
he
had
showed
on
board
the
"
Bonadventure
.
"
Cyrus
Harding
had
profited
by
a
moment
when
he
was
sleeping
,
to
cut
his
hair
and
matted
beard
,
which
formed
a
sort
of
mane
and
gave
him
such
a
savage
aspect
.
He
had
also
been
clothed
more
suitably
,
after
having
got
rid
of
the
rag
which
covered
him
.
The
result
was
that
,
thanks
to
these
attentions
,
the
stranger
resumed
a
more
human
appearance
,
and
it
even
seemed
as
if
his
eyes
had
become
milder
.
Certainly
,
when
formerly
lighted
up
by
intelligence
,
this
man
's
face
must
have
had
a
sort
of
beauty
.
Every
day
,
Harding
imposed
on
himself
the
task
of
passing
some
hours
in
his
company
.
He
came
and
worked
near
him
,
and
occupied
himself
in
different
things
,
so
as
to
fix
his
attention
.
A
spark
,
indeed
,
would
be
sufficient
to
reillumine
that
soul
,
a
recollection
crossing
that
brain
to
recall
reason
.
That
had
been
seen
,
during
the
storm
,
on
board
the
"
Bonadventure
!
"
The
engineer
did
not
neglect
either
to
speak
aloud
,
so
as
to
penetrate
at
the
same
time
by
the
organs
of
hearing
and
sight
the
depths
of
that
torpid
intelligence
.
Sometimes
one
of
his
companions
,
sometimes
another
,
sometimes
all
joined
him
.
They
spoke
most
often
of
things
belonging
to
the
navy
,
which
must
interest
a
sailor
.
At
times
,
the
stranger
gave
some
slight
attention
to
what
was
said
,
and
the
settlers
were
soon
convinced
that
he
partly
understood
them
.
Sometimes
the
expression
of
his
countenance
was
deeply
sorrowful
,
a
proof
that
he
suffered
mentally
,
for
his
face
could
not
be
mistaken
;
but
he
did
not
speak
,
although
at
different
times
,
however
,
they
almost
thought
that
words
were
about
to
issue
from
his
lips
.
At
all
events
,
the
poor
creature
was
quite
quiet
and
sad
!
But
was
not
his
calm
only
apparent
?
Was
not
his
sadness
only
the
result
of
his
seclusion
?
Nothing
could
yet
be
ascertained
.
Seeing
only
certain
objects
and
in
a
limited
space
,
always
in
contact
with
the
colonists
,
to
whom
he
would
soon
become
accustomed
,
having
no
desires
to
satisfy
,
better
fed
,
better
clothed
,
it
was
natural
that
his
physical
nature
should
gradually
improve
;
but
was
he
penetrated
with
the
sense
of
a
new
life
?
or
rather
,
to
employ
a
word
which
would
be
exactly
applicable
to
him
,
was
he
not
becoming
tamed
,
like
an
animal
in
company
with
his
master
?
This
was
an
important
question
,
which
Cyrus
Harding
was
anxious
to
answer
,
and
yet
he
did
not
wish
to
treat
his
invalid
roughly
!
Would
he
ever
be
a
convalescent
?
How
the
engineer
observed
him
every
moment
!
How
he
was
on
the
watch
for
his
soul
,
if
one
may
use
the
expression
!
How
he
was
ready
to
grasp
it
!
The
settlers
followed
with
real
sympathy
all
the
phases
of
the
cure
undertaken
by
Harding
.
They
aided
him
also
in
this
work
of
humanity
,
and
all
,
except
perhaps
the
incredulous
Pencroft
,
soon
shared
both
his
hope
and
his
faith
.
The
calm
of
the
stranger
was
deep
,
as
has
been
said
,
and
he
even
showed
a
sort
of
attachment
for
the
engineer
,
whose
influence
he
evidently
felt
.
Cyrus
Harding
resolved
then
to
try
him
,
by
transporting
him
to
another
scene
,
from
that
ocean
which
formerly
his
eyes
had
been
accustomed
to
contemplate
,
to
the
border
of
the
forest
,
which
might
perhaps
recall
those
where
so
many
years
of
his
life
had
been
passed
!
"
But
,
"
said
Gideon
Spilett
,
"
can
we
hope
that
he
will
not
escape
,
if
once
set
at
liberty
?
"
