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"It can," cried Markheim; "it does! Be helped by you? No, never; not by you! You do not know me yet; thank God, you do not know me!" "I know you," replied the visitant, with a sort of kind severity or rather firmness. "I know you to the soul." "Know me!" cried Markheim. "Who can do so? My life is but a travesty and slander on myself. I have lived to belie my nature.
Markheim stood and gazed at him with all his eyes.
There are places where you see him actively in pursuit of one, as when Markheim stops the clock with 'an interjected finger, or when John Silver's half-shut, cunning, and cruel eye sparkles 'like a crumb of glass. Stevenson has run across the Channel for that crumb, and it is worth the journey. Stevenson certainly had that share of genius which belongs to the man who can take infinite pains.
Yet he knew his wife too well to expect, even though the worst had passed, such a sign. "Well, I can't say how glad I am to see you," he went on. "What's happened? Did you strike a mine? And when did you get in?" "Oo-a, I get in to-day," she replied, her voice instinctively seeking its guttural parts. "I no strike it, Neil. You known Cap'n Markheim, Unalaska? I cook, his house, long time.
The dealer, while he thus ran on in his dry and biting voice, had stooped to take the object from its place; and, as he had done so, a shock had passed through Markheim, a start both of hand and foot, a sudden leap of many tumultuous passions to the face. It passed as swiftly as it came, and left no trace beyond a certain trembling of the hand that now received the glass.
The dealer, while he thus ran on in his dry and biting voice, had stooped to take the object from its place; and, as he had done so, a shock had passed through Markheim, a start both of hand and foot, a sudden leap of many tumultuous passions to the face. It passed as swiftly as it came, and left no trace beyond a certain trembling of the hand that now received the glass.
There lies my life; I have wandered a few years, but now I see once more my city of destination." "You are to use this money on the Stock Exchange, I think?" remarked the visitor; "and there, if I mistake not, you have already lost some thousands?" "Ah," said Markheim, "but this time I have a sure thing." "This time, again, you will lose," replied the visitor, quietly.
There lies my life; I have wandered a few years, but now I see once more my city of destination. 'You are to use this money on the Stock Exchange, I think? remarked the visitor; 'and there, if I mistake not, you have already lost some thousands? 'Ah, said Markheim, 'but this time I have a sure thing. 'This time, again, you will lose, replied the visitor quietly.
The windows opened to the floor; but by great good fortune the lower part of the shutters had been closed, and this concealed him from the neighbours. Here, then, Markheim drew in a packing-case before the cabinet, and began to search among the keys.
"Now," she said, "tell me about this nephew, this Mr. Percy Thompson. Could we by any chance see him?" "It won't do any good to see him," replied the woman. "He is determined to convict my husband. Nothing can change him." The girl went on without paying any attention to the comment. "Where does he live you must have heard?" "He lives at the Markheim Hotel," she said.
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