"
"That's all right," said Thurston. "I quite understand. It's natural
enough to feel as you do. But I'm afraid you'll 'ave to 'ave
something to do with me. I'm not quite what you think me, and you're
not quite what you think yourself. There's two of each of us, that's
the truth of it. I may be a sham and a charlatan, one part of me, I
don't know I'm sure. I certainly don't believe all your governor
does. I don't believe all I say and I don't say all I think. But
then 'oo does? You don't yourself. I'll even tell you straight out
that when I just came into the business I laughed at the lot of 'em,
your father and all. 'A silly lot o' softs they are,' I said to
myself, 'to believe all that nonsense.' But now--I don't know. When
you've been at this game a bit you scarcely know what you do
believe, that's the truth of it. There may be something in it after
all. Sometimes . . . well, it 'ud surprise you if you'd seen all
the things I have. Oh, I don't mean ghosts and spirits and all that
kind of nonsense. No, but the kind of thing that 'appens to people
you'd never expect. You're getting caught into it yourself; I've
watched you all along.
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