Chapter 28 THE OLD HERMIT.

I had heard in Stretta that a countryman of mine was living there, a Prussian-a strange old man, lame, and obliged to use crutches. The townspeople had also informed him of my arrival. Just as I was leaving the chamber in which Clemens Paoli had died, lost in meditation on the character of this God-fearing old hero, my lame countryman came hopping