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.
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