They were those of the Irish watchman. “I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of
mine, and in some distress. She gaped at its
keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned
upright. Even in her own sorry skin-and-bones state of
wraithlike pallor and gray under eye circles she was
drawing unwanted attention from would-be admirers. He blurted, “I was just
telling Lucy that I have finished an important work. If any of you—or all of you feel the same in six months’
time from to-day, will you come, if you care to, and see me then?”
There was a brief silence. I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing
plans for me, formulating his revenge. “—and your aunt—”
For a time he searched for the mot juste. ‘Brung the lantern, I did, and opened the door
again in case you was ready.
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