“Listen！listentome！AnselCoffinisdead，Itellyou。Iknowit。Iknowallaboutit。ThatwaswhatIwantedtoseeyouabout。
DidKeziahtellyouoftheSanJoseandthesailorwhodiedofsmallpoxinthisverybuilding？Inthatroomthere？“
“Yes。John，you——“
“I’mnotraving。It’sthetruth。ThatsailorwasAnselCoffin。I
watchedwithhimandonenight，thenightbeforehedied，hespokeKeziah’sname。HespokeofNewBedfordandofTrumetandofher，overandoveragain。Iwassurewhohewasthen，butIcalledinEbenezerCapen，whousedtoknowCoffininNewBedford。Andherecognizedhim。Nat，assureasyouandIareherethisminute，AnselCoffin，AuntKeziah’shusband，isburiedintheTrumetcemetery。“