Bring the light this way—quick! I cannot
decipher the signature. He showed me a black
mark under his ear, where the noose would be tied. Aha!" he
continued, producing a short silver staff, which he carried constantly about with
him, and uttering a terrible imprecation, "I see you're confounded. There are way-stations—even
terminals. The iron slipped from his
face, leaving it blank with astonishment. Then
the inner door opened abruptly. Sampans with fish and fruit and vegetables swarmed about, while overhead gulls
wheeled and swooped and circled. That’s Italians for you. There was no marriage, and I hated, oh, how I
hated the man. But it is the truth. "
As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a
lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. But all
of that was forgotten.
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