12/16 Wait at the corner of the lane.' 'Of course,' said the blind man, with a crafty look, 'I shall find you there ?' 'Where else can I take refuge? 'Set me with my face towards the point you speak of, and in the middle of the road. Is this the spot ?' 'It is.' 'On this day week at sunset. And think of him within doors .-- For the present, good night.' She made him no answer, nor did he stop for any. He went slowly away, turning his head from time to time, and stopping to listen, as if he were curious to know whether he was watched by any one. |