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The monstrous thought came into my mind; as I perused the fixed
eyes and the saturnine face; that this was a spirit; not a man。  I
have speculated since; whether there may have been infection in his
mind。

In my turn; I stepped back。  But in making the action; I detected
in his eyes some latent fear of me。  This put the monstrous thought
to flight。

〃You look at me;〃 I said; forcing a smile; 〃as if you had a dread
of me。〃

〃I was doubtful;〃 he returned; 〃whether I had seen you before。〃

〃Where?〃

He pointed to the red light he had looked at。

〃There?〃 I said。

Intently watchful of me; he replied (but without sound); 〃Yes。〃

〃My good fellow; what should I do there?  However; be that as it
may; I never was there; you may swear。〃

〃I think I may;〃 he rejoined。  〃Yes; I am sure I may。〃

His manner cleared; like my own。  He replied to my remarks with
readiness; and in well…chosen words。  Had he much to do there?
Yes; that was to say; he had enough responsibility to bear; but
exactness and watchfulness were what was required of him; and of
actual workmanual laborhe had next to none。  To change that
signal; to trim those lights; and to turn this iron handle now and
then; was all he had to do under that head。  Regarding those many
long and lonely hours of which I seemed to make so much; he could
only say that the routine of his life had shaped itself into that
form; and he had grown used to it。  He had taught himself a
language down here;if only to know it by sight; and to have
formed his own crude ideas of its pronunciation; could be called
learning it。  He had also worked at fractions and decimals; and
tried a little algebra; but he was; and had been as a boy; a poor
hand at figures。  Was it necessary for him when on duty always to
remain in that channel of damp air; and could he never rise into
the sunshine from between those high stone walls?  Why; that
depended upon times and circumstances。  Under some conditions there
would be less upon the Line than under others; and the same held
good as to certain hours of the day and night。  In bright weather;
he did choose occasions for getting a little above these lower
shadows; but; being at all times liable to be called by his
electric bell; and at such times listening for it with redoubled
anxiety; the relief was less than I would suppose。

He took me into his box; where there was a fire; a desk for an
official book in which he had to make certain entries; a
telegraphic instrument with its dial; face; and needles; and the
little bell of which he had spoken。  On my trusting that he would
excuse the remark that he had been well educated; and (I hoped I
might say without offence) perhaps educated above that station; he
observed that instances of slight incongruity in such wise would
rarely be found wanting among large bodies of men; that he had
heard it was so in workhouses; in the police force; even in that
last desperate resource; the army; and that he knew it was so; more
or less; in any great railway staff。  He had been; when young (if I
could believe it; sitting in that hut;he scarcely could); a
student of natural philosophy; and had attended lectures; but he
had run wild; misused his opportunities; gone down; and never risen
again。  He had no complaint to offer about that。  He had made his
bed; and he lay upon it。  It was far too late to make another。

All that I have here condensed he said in a quiet manner; with his
grave dark regards divided between me and the fire。  He threw in
the word; 〃Sir;〃 from time to time; and especially when he referred
to his youth;as though to request me to understand that he
claimed to be nothing but what I found him。  He was several times
interrupted by the little bell; and had to read off messages; and
send replies。  Once he had to stand without the door; and display a
flag as a train passed; and make some verbal communication to the
driver。  In the discharge of his duties; I observed him to be
remarkably exact and vigilant; breaking off his discourse at a
syllable; and remaining silent until what he had to do was done。

In a word; I should have set this man down as one of the safest of
men to be employed in that capacity; but for the circumstance that
while he was speaking to me he twice broke off with a fallen color;
turned his face towards the little bell when it did NOT ring;
opened the door of the hut (which was kept shut to exclude the
unhealthy damp); and looked out towards the red light near the
mouth of the tunnel。  On both of those occasions; he came back to
the fire with the inexplicable air upon him which I had remarked;
without being able to define; when we were so far asunder。

Said I; when I rose to leave him; 〃You almost make me think that I
have met with a contented man。〃

(I am afraid I must acknowledge that I said it to lead him on。)

〃I believe I used to be so;〃 he rejoined; in the low voice in which
he had first spoken; 〃but I am troubled; sir; I am troubled。〃

He would have recalled the words if he could。  He had said them;
however; and I took them up quickly。

〃With what?  What is your trouble?〃

〃It is very difficult to impart; sir。  It is very; very difficult
to speak of。  If ever you make me another visit; I will try to tell
you。〃

〃But I expressly intend to make you another visit。  Say; when shall
it be?〃

〃I go off early in the morning; and I shall be on again at ten to…
morrow night; sir。〃

〃I will come at eleven。〃

He thanked me; and went out at the door with me。  〃I'll show my
white light; sir;〃 he said; in his peculiar low voice; 〃till you
have found the way up。  When you have found it; don't call out!
And when you are at the top; don't call out!〃

His manner seemed to make the place strike colder to me; but I said
no more than; 〃Very well。〃

〃And when you come down to…morrow night; don't call out!  Let me
ask you a parting question。  What made you cry; 'Halloa!  Below
there!' to…night?〃

〃Heaven knows;〃 said I。  〃I cried something to that effect〃

〃Not to that effect; sir。  Those were the very words。  I know them
well。〃

〃Admit those were the very words。  I said them; no doubt; because I
saw you below。〃

〃For no other reason?〃

〃What other reason could I possibly have?〃

〃You had no feeling that they were conveyed to you in any
supernatural way?〃

〃No。〃

He wished me good…night; and held up his light。  I walked by the
side of the down Line of rails (with a very disagreeable sensation
of a train coming behind me) until I found the path。  It was easier
to mount than to descend; and I got back to my inn without any
adventure。

Punctual to my appointment; I placed my foot on the first notch of
the zigzag next night; as the distant clocks were striking eleven。
He was waiting for me at the bottom; with his white light on。  〃I
have not called out;〃 I said; when we came close together; 〃may I
speak now?〃  〃By all means; sir。〃  〃Good…night; then; and here's my
hand。〃  〃Good…night; sir; and here's mine。〃  With that we walked
side by side to his box; entered it; closed the door; and sat down
by the fire。

〃I have made up my mind; sir;〃 he began; bending forward as soon as
we were seated; and speaking in a tone but a little above a
whisper; 〃that you shall not have to ask me twice what troubles me。
I took you for some one else yesterday evening。  That troubles me。〃

〃That mistake?〃

〃No。  That some one else。〃

〃Who is it?〃

〃I don't know。〃

〃Like me?〃

〃I don't know。  I never saw the face。  The left arm is across the
face; and the right arm is waved;violently waved。  This way。〃

I followed his action with my eyes; and it was the action of an arm
gesticulating; with the utmost passion and vehemence; 〃For God's
sake; clear the way!〃

〃One moonlight night;〃 said the man; 〃I was sitting here; when I
heard a voice cry; 'Halloa!  Below there!'  I started up; looked
from that door; and saw this Someone else standing by the red light
near the tunnel; waving as I just now showed you。  The voice seemed
hoarse with shouting; and it cried; 'Look out!  Look out!'  And
then attain; 'Halloa!  Below there!  Look out!'  I caught up my
lamp; turned it on red; and ran towards the figure; calling;
'What's wrong?  What has happened?  Where?'  It stood just outside
the blackness of the tunnel。  I advanced so close upon it that I
wondered at its keeping the sleeve across its eyes。  I ran right up
at it; and had my hand stretched out to pull the sleeve away; when
it was gone。〃

〃Into the tunnel?〃 said I。

〃No。  I ran on into the tunnel; five hundred yards。  I stopped; and
held my lamp above my head; and saw the figures of the measured
distance; and saw the wet stains stealing down the walls and
trickling through the arch。  I ran out again faster than I had run
in (for I had a mortal abhorrence of the place upon me); and I
looked all round the red light with my own red light; and I went up
the iron ladder to the gallery atop of it; and I came down again;
and ran back here。  I telegraphed both ways; 'An alarm has been
given。  Is anything wrong?'  The answer came back; both ways; 'All
well。'〃

Resisting the slow touch of a frozen finger tracing out my spine; I

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