'Where, then, can I sleep?'
'I don't know where you can sleep. I'm not here to answer questions. You go out!
The Stranger began to do as He was bid. As He was going towards the gate, a man came hastening to His side; he had been holding himself apart, and only now came out of the shadow. He was a little man; his eagerness made him breathless.
'Sir, it's not much of a place we've got, my wife and I, but such as it is, we shall be glad to give You a night's lodging. I can answer for my wife, and the place is clean.'
The Stranger looked at him, and smiled.
'I thank you.'
Together they went out of the park, the new-comer limping, for he was lame of one foot, the Stranger walking at his side. And all those whom they passed stopped, and turned, and looked at them as they went; some of them asking of themselves:
'What is there peculiar about that man?'
For it was as though there had been an unusual quality in the atmosphere as He went by.