I did not know that Irons was above ground, nor he either that I was living.

We had wandered far enough asunder in the interval to make the chances very many we should never meet again.

Yet here we met, and I knew him, and he me.

But he's a nervous man, and whimsical.
'He was afraid of me, and never used his secret to force money from me.
Still it was not pleasant.

I did not know but that if I went away he might tell it.