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ieve his loneliness, laid down his stirring mediaeval tale to go to bed, he did not follow up the intention with immediate action, as usual. By and by he raised the window-sash, and the cool, damp sea-air feeling good, he leaned out to enjoy it. It was a cloudy night, with a touch of coming snow in the air; but for all that a night to enjoy, only for the racket ascending from the pool-room. "I don't think much of those people down there," thought Jan as he lowered the sash to all but six or eight inches for fresh air and picked up the alarm clock from the rickety dresser. "I wonder if she's one of that crowd?" And he began to wind the clock. "But sure she ain't--sure not." Jan had been holding the clock absently in his hand. Suddenly he set it down and scolded himself--"Jan Tingloff, remember you has to be up at six in the morning!"--and undressed, blew out the light and slid into bed, and tried to go to sleep. And he did after a while; but his last thought before he fell into slumber was: "Who'd ever think one day a woman could grow so young-looking the next day?" Many an evening after that Jan met the landlady on the stairs or in the hall, and always she stopped to ask him how he was coming on with his ship; but never any more than that or a brief word as to the weather and his comfort, though there were times when Jan felt he would like to become better acquainted--times when he even had a feeling that if he had asked her to sit down somewhere for a talk she would be willing. Jan had learned, however, that she was married. It had been a shock to learn that. It had come about by his noticing after three or four days the plain gold ring on the wedding finger. He had kept staring at it until she could not help remarking it; and by and by, in a casual sort of way, she had told him she was married. "And is your husband living, ma'am?" asked Jan. "He's living--yes," she answered slowly. That made a difference. Even though a man didn't know anybody in the city except the men he worked with and it was terribly lonesome of evenings--even so, her being married made all the difference. And she must have been a wonderfully pretty girl once--and was pretty yet, now he had a chance to look good at her. Pretty--yes; but--well, Jan didn't know what it was, except that she was all right. Jan knew he didn't know much about women, especially strange women--and he knew, too, that he never would; but he would never believe
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