“Yes,” answered Robert.
“You have seen me before?”
“Yes, but not often.”
“How do people call me?”
“They call you ‘the hermit of the cliff.’”
“As well that as anything else,” said the old man. “What more do they say of me?”
Robert seemed reluctant to tell, but there was something imperative in the old man’s tone.
“Some say you are crazy,” he answered.
“I am not surprised to hear it. The world is apt to say that of one who behaves differently from his fellows. But I must not talk too much of myself. How do you feel?”
“I feel weak,” answered Robert.