“That is, I might be if poor Tom Stevens had not somehow traced me here.”
“Tom Stevens?”
“Yes.”
“Who is he?”
“I fear he is a lunatic.”
“Do you mean the man who attacked me on Broadway this afternoon?”
“Yes.”
“What is the matter with him? Who is he? and where did he come from?”
“He was a schoolmaster in the town of Danforth, up in Maine.”
“You knew him well?”