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"You will come again?" he asked. "Yes, you will come again some day. I am sure you will; and I shall show you my library and tell you many things of which you have never dreamed, things so wonderful that it may be you will not believe me." I laughingly assured him that I would not only come again, but would be ready to believe whatever he might choose to tell me of his travels and adventures. YOU WILL COME AGAIN HE ASKED QUOTE YES YOU WILL COME AGAIN SOME DAY I AM SURE YOU WILL AND I SHALL SHOW YOU MY LIBRARY AND TELL YOU MANY THINGS OF WHICH YOU HAVE NEVER DREAMED THINGS SO WONDERFUL THAT IT MAY BE YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE ME UNQUOTE I LAUGHINGLY ASSURED HIM THAT I WOULD NOT ONLY COME AGAIN BUT WOULD BE READY TO BELIEVE WHATEVER HE MIGHT CHOOSE TO TELL ME OF HIS TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES
m on the attractiveness of his bungalow, and on the well-tended vines and flowers clustering in profusion over its windows, roof and wide piazza. I soon discovered that my new acquaintance was no ordinary person, but one profound and learned to a remarkable degree; a man who, in the later years of his long life, had dug deeply into books and become strong in the power of meditative silence. I encouraged him to talk, and soon gathered that he had resided only six or seven years in Southern California, but had passed the dozen years prior in one of the middle Eastern states. Before that he had been a fisherman off the coast of Norway, in the region of the Lofoden Islands, from whence he had made trips still farther north to Spitzbergen and even to Franz Josef Land. When I started to take my leave, he seemed reluctant to have me go, and asked me to come again. Although at the time I thought nothing of it, I remember now that he made a peculiar remark as I extended my hand in leave-taking. PLIMENTED HIM ON THE ATTRACTIVENESS OF HIS BUNGALOW AND ON THE WELL TENDED VINES AND FLOWERS CLUTTERING THE PROFUSION OVER ITS WINDOWS ROOF AND WHITE PIAZZA I SOON DISCOVERED THAT MY NEW ACQUAINTANCE WAS NO ORDINARY PERSON BUT ONE PROFOUND AND LEARNED TO A REMARKABLE DEGREE A MAN WHO IN THE LATER YEARS OF HIS LONG LIFE HAD DUG DEEPLY INTO BOOKS AND BECOME STRONG IN THE POWER OF MEDITATIVE SILENCE I ENCOURAGED HIM TO TALK AND SOON GATHERED THAT HE HAD RESIDED ONLY SIX OR SEVEN YEARS IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA BUT HAD PASSED A DOZEN YEARS PRIOR IN ONE OF THE MIDDLE EASTERN STATES BEFORE THAT HE HAD BEEN A FISHERMAN OFF THE COAST OF NORWAY IN THE REGION OF THE LAFAUDIN ISLANDS FROM WHENCE HE HAD MADE TRIPS STILL FARTHER NORTH TO SPITZBERGEN AND EVEN TO FRANCH JOSEPH LAND WHEN I STARTED TO TAKE MY LEAVE HE SEEMED RELUCTANT TO HAVE ME GO AND ASK ME TO COME AGAIN ALTHOUGH AT THE TIME I THOUGHT NOTHING OF IT I REMEMBER NOW THAT HE MADE A PECULIAR REMARK AS I EXTENDED MY HAND IN LEAVE TAKING QUOTE
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