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He arrived at Deadborough at nightfall the day but one following, having taken a circuitous route far from the highroad. He at once made his way into the hills. Beyond the furthest outposts of the Perryman farm lie extensive wolds rising rapidly into desolate regions where sheep can scarcely find pasture. In this region Toller concealed himself.
The prospect of going down to Deadborough served, of course, to revive the painful memory of our humiliating defeat. Looked at in the perspective of time, our enterprise stood out in all its essential folly. But I have frequently found that the contemplation of a past mistake has a strange tendency to cause its repetition; and it was so in this case.
But the poor of Deadborough preferred her hypocrisy to the virtuous simplicity of her critics. Mrs. Abel is too great a subject for such humble portraiture as I can attempt, and she will henceforth appear in these pages only as occasion requires. It is time that we turn to the men.
Abel asking permission to be on the spot not, of course, as a witness of the interview but as a guest in the house. The reply was favourable, and on Tuesday afternoon I was at Deadborough. I had some talk with Chandrapál, and I could see that he was not pleased at my coming. He asked me at once why I was there, and, on receiving a not very ingenuous answer, he became reserved and distant.
So when you hear folks jawin', you can allus tell what's the matter wi' 'em. "There's old Shoemaker Hankin at Deadborough. Know him? Well, did you ever hear such a blatherin' old fool?
Abel, the popular stationmaster of Deadborough, Tom Barter who supplied the victuals and myself. Good meat, of course, was in abundance, and good drink also the understanding with regard to the latter being that, though you might go the length of getting "pretty lively," you must stop short of getting drunk.
Hence they heal their woe at one end and augment its sources at the other. But as for me, I will hold my peace; for there is none here, no, not even the wisest, who would hear or understand. Never will the Light break forth upon them till the East has again conquered the West." When all these things had been accomplished Chandrapál was again in Deadborough a guest at the Rectory.
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