And he gave his eye, and
bis face, and his whole person, a sharp twist. As
if he would have screwed the truth out of him.
'Make yourself easy,' said the Carrier. 'He went
into that room last night, without harm in word or
deed from me, and no one has entered it since. He
is away of his own free will. I'd go out gladly at
that door, and beg my bread from house to house,
for life, if I could so change the past, that he had
never come. But he has come and gone. And I
have done with him!'
'Oh! -- Well, I think he has got off pretty easy,'
said Tackleton, taking a chair.
The sneer was lost upon the Carrier, who sat down
too, and shaded his face with his hand, for some little
time, before proceeding.
'You showed me last night,' he said at length, 'my
wife; my wife that I love; secretly --'
'And tenderly,' insinuated Tackleton.
'Conniving at that man's disguise, and giving him
opportunities of meeting her alone. I think there's
no sight I wouldn't have rather seen than that. I
think there's no man in the world I wouldn't have
rather had to show it to me.
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