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A MAN FROM GLASGOW

"What's your name?" he asked suddenly. I told him.
" Mine's Robert Morrison."
" Scotch?"
" Glasgow. I've been in this blasted country for years. Got any baccy?"
I gave him my pouch and he filled his pipe. He lit it from a piece of burning charcoal.
" I can't stay any longer. I've stayed too long. Too long."
He had an impulse to jump up again and walk up and down, but he resisted it, clinging to his chair. I saw on his face the effort he was making. I judged that his restlessness was due to chronic alcoholism. I find drunks very boring, and I made up my mind to take an early opportunity of slipping off to bed.
" I've been managing some olive groves," he went on. "I'm here working for the Glasgow and South of Spain Olive Oil Company, Limited."
" Oh, Yes."
" We've got a nc;w process for refining oil, you know. Properly treated, Spanish oil is every bit as good as Lucca. And we can sell it cheaper."
He spoke in a dry, matter-of-fact, business-like way. He chose his words with Scotch precision. He seemed perfectly sober.
" You know, Eciia is more or less the centre of the olive trade, and we had a Spaniard there to look after the business. But I found he was robbing us right and left, so I had to turn him out. I used to live in Seville; it was more convenient for shipping the oil. However, I found I couldn't get a trustworthy man to be at Ecija, so last year I went there myself. D'you know it?"
" No: '
" The firm has got a big estate two miles from the town, just outside the village of San Lorenzo, and it's got a fine house on it. It's on the crest of a hill, rather pretty to look at, all white, you know, and straggling, with a couple of storks perched on the roof. No one lived there, and I thought it would ~=ave the rent of a place in town if I did."

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