But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. . “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. " "Rely on me," rejoined the executioner, throwing away his pipe, which was just finished. ‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask. But to-day he did not get beyond half a dozen desultory start-offs. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. His name is John.
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