What had become of him? And what lad was that going up the path by
which I had just come-that tall lad, half-running, half-walking,
with a fishing-rod over his shoulder? I could have taken my oath
that I had neither met nor passed him. Where then had he come from?
And where was the man to whom I had spoken not three seconds ago,
and who, at his limping pace, could not have made more than a
couple of yards in the time?.My stupefaction was such that I stood
quite still, looking after the lad with the fishing-rod till he
disappeared in the gloom under the park-palings.
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