[Sylvia’s Lovers Vol. III by Elizabeth Gaskell]@TWC D-Link bookSylvia’s Lovers Vol. III CHAPTER XXXVIII 8/10
I forget its name, though I've heared it many a time; and then he drew a long breath, and turned his head to look at his brother, and ask him how he'd managed to come out of his grave i' Barum churchyard, and th' seat was as empty as it had been when he set out; and then he knew that it were a spirit come to help him against th' men who thought to rob him, and would likely enough ha' murdered him.' Kinraid had kept quiet through this story.
But when the sailor began to draw the moral, and to say, 'And I think I may make bold to say, sir, as th' marine who carried you out o' th' Frenchy's gun-shot was just a spirit come to help you,' he exclaimed impatiently, swearing a great oath as he did so, 'It was no spirit, I tell you; and I was in my full senses.
It was a man named Philip Hepburn.
He said words to me, or over me, as none but himself would have said.
Yet we hated each other like poison; and I can't make out why he should be there and putting himself in danger to save me.
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