You have heard his history, perhaps, from his enemies.

He is getting old now, Guy.

I think that if you saw him now you would pity him." "My pity," I answered, "would never be strong enough to suffer me to open the door to him--if he should come.

He has left me alone all these years.

The only favour I would ever ask of him would be that he continues to do so." "You will believe the story of strangers ?" "No one in the world could be a greater stranger to me than he." She sighed.
"You will not even let me be your friend," she pleaded.