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"From the sea, O chief, whither I will return when my friends, the white spirits, come for me," I answered. This reply did not seem to surprise my interrogator, who now desired me to follow him. After proceeding for some distance through a luxuriant forest we came to what appeared to be the gates of a town. Two large perpendicular stones rose to the height of fourteen feet above the ground.
My interrogator was a Scot, with the Scot's incurable curiosity, always to be estimated by the indifference of his air. If his face be eloquent of profound unconcern, then may you know that a fever of inquisitiveness is burning at his heart. My questioner seemed to scarcely listen for my answer, yet a tutored eye could tell that he was camping on my trail.
"Guess I've a trunk back there in the hold somewhere," Bull replied indifferently, taking his interrogator for a quayside porter. "That's all right. I'll have one of the boys tote it up. Best come right along. It's quite a piece up to the office. You've a letter for me?" "I've a letter for Mr. Bat Harker." The doubt in Bull's tone set a genuine grin in the other's eyes. "Sure. That's me.
Through the crowds Uncle Billy wandered shyly, stroking his beard and saying, "Howdy-do, sir," in his gentle voice, getting out of the way of people who hurried, and in great trouble of mind if any one asked him how he intended to vote upon a bill. When this happened he looked at the interrogator in the plaintive way which was his habit, and answered slowly: "I reckon I'll have to think it over."
The speaker watched his interrogator with the lowering eyes of a man at war with society, and who realised that he was facing one of his natural enemies. "Did he see you?" "No." "You are quite sure of that?" "Haven't I just said so?" "Do not be insolent, witness" it was the judge's warning voice that broke into the cross-examination "answer the questions."
"She's the best friend I've got in the world," returned Banneker, so impulsively that his interrogator looked at him curiously before continuing: "Did you see Io at her house?" "Yes; frequently," replied Banneker, wondering to what this all tended, but resolved to be as frank as was compatible with discretion. "How did she seem?" "She was as well off there as she could be anywhere." "Yes.
Just look at my dress, you fool!" As his interrogator was a judicious man, he said to him: "Then dress like one, Mademoiselle." He thought for a moment, and then said with a cunning look: "But if I dress like a lad, I shall no longer be a girl; but then, I am a girl;" and he shrugged his shoulders as he said it. But the remark seemed to make him think.
Both saluted, and Sedni left while Chorvak went to Joste's desk to make the call. The interrogator left as well, carrying the sleeping human. Within minutes he had covered the short distance to the hospital and was putting the mangled man on an emergency surgical table. Marguerre seemed to partially awaken when Joste put him down, whimpering softly until the duty surgeon gave him a sedative.
The wonder was increased, though the doubt continued to exist. "Is it not true, Aramis?" said Porthos, turning toward another Musketeer. This other Musketeer formed a perfect contrast to his interrogator, who had just designated him by the name of Aramis.
When asked whether he remembered at what time these bonds were made payable, he replied that his "general recollection was, that they were made payable six months after a declaration of peace." The correction was at once made by his interrogator in the words "six months after the ratification of a treaty of peace" etc. "I think they ran that way," replied General Lee.
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