{"id":"01KG8AKBZAFRCY0TWGX7V93593","cid":"bafkreihnr5nepoyflkahhuu3uiejvd7y5gk5ec53anhconhnbsrcdlrsqe","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":4634,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:47:57.722Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG89J1JMR8XVKPA0G8ADAPC4","start_line":4544,"text":"CHAPTER XX.\r\n\r\nREAPPEARANCE OF ONE WHO MAY BE REMEMBERED.\r\n\r\n\r\nThe herb-doctor had not moved far away, when, in advance of him, this\r\nspectacle met his eye. A dried-up old man, with the stature of a boy of\r\ntwelve, was tottering about like one out of his mind, in rumpled clothes\r\nof old moleskin, showing recent contact with bedding, his ferret eyes,\r\nblinking in the sunlight of the snowy boat, as imbecilely eager, and, at\r\nintervals, coughing, he peered hither and thither as if in alarmed\r\nsearch for his nurse. He presented the aspect of one who, bed-rid, has,\r\nthrough overruling excitement, like that of a fire, been stimulated to\r\nhis feet.\r\n\r\n\"You seek some one,\" said the herb-doctor, accosting him. \"Can I assist\r\nyou?\"\r\n\r\n\"Do, do; I am so old and miserable,\" coughed the old man. \"Where is he?\r\nThis long time I've been trying to get up and find him. But I haven't\r\nany friends, and couldn't get up till now. Where is he?\"\r\n\r\n\"Who do you mean?\" drawing closer, to stay the further wanderings of one\r\nso weakly.\r\n\r\n\"Why, why, why,\" now marking the other's dress, \"why you, yes you--you,\r\nyou--ugh, ugh, ugh!\"\r\n\r\n\"I?\"\r\n\r\n\"Ugh, ugh, ugh!--you are the man he spoke of. Who is he?\"\r\n\r\n\"Faith, that is just what I want to know.\"\r\n\r\n\"Mercy, mercy!\" coughed the old man, bewildered, \"ever since seeing him,\r\nmy head spins round so. I ought to have a guard_ee_an. Is this a\r\nsnuff-colored surtout of yours, or ain't it? Somehow, can't trust my\r\nsenses any more, since trusting him--ugh, ugh, ugh!\"\r\n\r\n\"Oh, you have trusted somebody? Glad to hear it. Glad to hear of any\r\ninstance, of that sort. Reflects well upon all men. But you inquire\r\nwhether this is a snuff-colored surtout. I answer it is; and will add\r\nthat a herb-doctor wears it.\"\r\n\r\nUpon this the old man, in his broken way, replied that then he (the\r\nherb-doctor) was the person he sought--the person spoken of by the other\r\nperson as yet unknown. He then, with flighty eagerness, wanted to know\r\nwho this last person was, and where he was, and whether he could be\r\ntrusted with money to treble it.\r\n\r\n\"Aye, now, I begin to understand; ten to one you mean my worthy friend,\r\nwho, in pure goodness of heart, makes people's fortunes for them--their\r\neverlasting fortunes, as the phrase goes--only charging his one small\r\ncommission of confidence. Aye, aye; before intrusting funds with my\r\nfriend, you want to know about him. Very proper--and, I am glad to\r\nassure you, you need have no hesitation; none, none, just none in the\r\nworld; bona fide, none. Turned me in a trice a hundred dollars the other\r\nday into as many eagles.\"\r\n\r\n\"Did he? did he? But where is he? Take me to him.\"\r\n\r\n\"Pray, take my arm! The boat is large! We may have something of a hunt!\r\nCome on! Ah, is that he?\"\r\n\r\n\"Where? where?\"\r\n\r\n\"O, no; I took yonder coat-skirts for his. But no, my honest friend\r\nwould never turn tail that way. Ah!----\"\r\n\r\n\"Where? where?\"\r\n\r\n\"Another mistake. Surprising resemblance. I took yonder clergyman for\r\nhim. Come on!\"\r\n\r\nHaving searched that part of the boat without success, they went to\r\nanother part, and, while exploring that, the boat sided up to a landing,\r\nwhen, as the two were passing by the open guard, the herb-doctor\r\nsuddenly rushed towards the disembarking throng, crying out: \"Mr.\r\nTruman, Mr. Truman! There he goes--that's he. Mr. Truman, Mr.\r\nTruman!--Confound that steam-pipe., Mr. Truman! for God's sake, Mr.\r\nTruman!--No, no.--There, the plank's in--too late--we're off.\"\r\n\r\nWith that, the huge boat, with a mighty, walrus wallow, rolled away from\r\nthe shore, resuming her course.\r\n\r\n\"How vexatious!\" exclaimed the herb-doctor, returning. \"Had we been but\r\none single moment sooner.--There he goes, now, towards yon hotel, his\r\nportmanteau following. You see him, don't you?\"\r\n\r\n\"Where? where?\"\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJM4RCC82FSF35AP3W7V5","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1JMR8XVKPA0G8ADAPC4","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKBZJ4NMD2R8P9BVAVEC9","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:02.026Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:09.546Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}