CHAPTER 10I don’t know what I expected him to do when I sent home that blow, but he did nothing. His eyes were still upon me, but again he was not looking at me but rather at something beyond. His lips tightened for a moment and then relaxed, nothing more. Was it self-control that made him so, I wonder? Or was it something else? I find it hard to tell.
“I’m glad,” he said at length. “I have enough upon me without that.”
And he sighed deeply like a man who is very tired. Sometimes I think he was tired then and that everything he said was truly spoken.
“Mr. Greer,” I continued, “do you know what I’m going to do this morning? I’m going to write down everything I know of you. I’m going to swear it before a Justice of the Peace. I’m going to leave it with him sealed. If you molest me again,
