sleeves,—his coat and castor having been detained at the public-house in pledge: he delivered himself of the comfortable message that he could wish Mr. Moore to set his house in order, as his soul was likely shortly to be required of him."
"Do you make light of these things?"
"The poor man had been drinking for weeks, and was in a state bordering on delirium tremens."
"What then? He is the more likely to attempt the fulfilment of his own prophecies."
"It would not do to permit incidents of this sort to affect one's nerves."
"Mr. Moore, go home!"
"So soon?"
"Pass straight down the fields, not round by the lane and plantations."
"It is early yet."
"It is late: for my part, I am going in. Will you promise me not to wander in the Hollow to-night?"
"If you wish it."
"I do wish it. May I ask whether you consider life valueless?"
"By no means: on the contrary, of late I regard my life as invaluable."
"Of late?"
"Existence is neither aimless nor hopeless to me now; and it was both three months ago. I was then drowning, and rather wished the operation over. All at once a hand was stretched to me,—
