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"
Else
why
should
he
talk
about
his
’
twenty
minutes
past
’
and
about
his
having
no
watch
to
tell
the
time
by
?
Twenty
minutes
!
He
don
’
t
usually
cut
his
time
so
fine
as
that
.
If
he
comes
to
half
-
hours
,
it
’
s
as
much
as
HE
does
.
Now
,
you
see
,
either
her
ladyship
gave
him
that
watch
or
he
took
it
.
I
think
she
gave
it
him
.
Now
,
what
should
she
give
it
him
for
?
What
should
she
give
it
him
for
?
"
He
repeated
this
question
to
himself
several
times
as
we
hurried
on
,
appearing
to
balance
between
a
variety
of
answers
that
arose
in
his
mind
.
"
If
time
could
be
spared
,
"
said
Mr
.
Bucket
,
"
which
is
the
only
thing
that
can
’
t
be
spared
in
this
case
,
I
might
get
it
out
of
that
woman
;
but
it
’
s
too
doubtful
a
chance
to
trust
to
under
present
circumstances
.
They
are
up
to
keeping
a
close
eye
upon
her
,
and
any
fool
knows
that
a
poor
creetur
like
her
,
beaten
and
kicked
and
scarred
and
bruised
from
head
to
foot
,
will
stand
by
the
husband
that
ill
uses
her
through
thick
and
thin
.
There
’
s
something
kept
back
.
It
’
s
a
pity
but
what
we
had
seen
the
other
woman
.
"
I
regretted
it
exceedingly
,
for
she
was
very
grateful
,
and
I
felt
sure
would
have
resisted
no
entreaty
of
mine
.
"
It
’
s
possible
,
Miss
Summerson
,
"
said
Mr
.
Bucket
,
pondering
on
it
,
"
that
her
ladyship
sent
her
up
to
London
with
some
word
for
you
,
and
it
’
s
possible
that
her
husband
got
the
watch
to
let
her
go
.
It
don
’
t
come
out
altogether
so
plain
as
to
please
me
,
but
it
’
s
on
the
cards
.
Now
,
I
don
’
t
take
kindly
to
laying
out
the
money
of
Sir
Leicester
Dedlock
,
Baronet
,
on
these
roughs
,
and
I
don
’
t
see
my
way
to
the
usefulness
of
it
at
present
.
No
!
So
far
our
road
,
Miss
Summerson
,
is
for
’
ard
—
straight
ahead
—
and
keeping
everything
quiet
!
"
We
called
at
home
once
more
that
I
might
send
a
hasty
note
to
my
guardian
,
and
then
we
hurried
back
to
where
we
had
left
the
carriage
.
The
horses
were
brought
out
as
soon
as
we
were
seen
coming
,
and
we
were
on
the
road
again
in
a
few
minutes
.
It
had
set
in
snowing
at
daybreak
,
and
it
now
snowed
hard
.
The
air
was
so
thick
with
the
darkness
of
the
day
and
the
density
of
the
fall
that
we
could
see
but
a
very
little
way
in
any
direction
.
Although
it
was
extremely
cold
,
the
snow
was
but
partially
frozen
,
and
it
churned
—
with
a
sound
as
if
it
were
a
beach
of
small
shells
—
under
the
hoofs
of
the
horses
into
mire
and
water
.
They
sometimes
slipped
and
floundered
for
a
mile
together
,
and
we
were
obliged
to
come
to
a
standstill
to
rest
them
.
One
horse
fell
three
times
in
this
first
stage
,
and
trembled
so
and
was
so
shaken
that
the
driver
had
to
dismount
from
his
saddle
and
lead
him
at
last
.
I
could
eat
nothing
and
could
not
sleep
,
and
I
grew
so
nervous
under
those
delays
and
the
slow
pace
at
which
we
travelled
that
I
had
an
unreasonable
desire
upon
me
to
get
out
and
walk
.
Yielding
to
my
companion
’
s
better
sense
,
however
,
I
remained
where
I
was
.
All
this
time
,
kept
fresh
by
a
certain
enjoyment
of
the
work
in
which
he
was
engaged
,
he
was
up
and
down
at
every
house
we
came
to
,
addressing
people
whom
he
had
never
beheld
before
as
old
acquaintances
,
running
in
to
warm
himself
at
every
fire
he
saw
,
talking
and
drinking
and
shaking
hands
at
every
bar
and
tap
,
friendly
with
every
waggoner
,
wheelwright
,
blacksmith
,
and
toll
-
taker
,
yet
never
seeming
to
lose
time
,
and
always
mounting
to
the
box
again
with
his
watchful
,
steady
face
and
his
business
-
like
"
Get
on
,
my
lad
!
"
When
we
were
changing
horses
the
next
time
,
he
came
from
the
stable
-
yard
,
with
the
wet
snow
encrusted
upon
him
and
dropping
off
him
—
plashing
and
crashing
through
it
to
his
wet
knees
as
he
had
been
doing
frequently
since
we
left
Saint
Albans
—
and
spoke
to
me
at
the
carriage
side
.
"
Keep
up
your
spirits
.
It
’
s
certainly
true
that
she
came
on
here
,
Miss
Summerson
.
There
’
s
not
a
doubt
of
the
dress
by
this
time
,
and
the
dress
has
been
seen
here
.
"
"
Still
on
foot
?
"
said
I
.
"
Still
on
foot
.
I
think
the
gentleman
you
mentioned
must
be
the
point
she
’
s
aiming
at
,
and
yet
I
don
’
t
like
his
living
down
in
her
own
part
of
the
country
neither
.
"
"
I
know
so
little
,
"
said
I
.
"
There
may
be
some
one
else
nearer
here
,
of
whom
I
never
heard
.
"
"
That
’
s
true
.
But
whatever
you
do
,
don
’
t
you
fall
a
-
crying
,
my
dear
;
and
don
’
t
you
worry
yourself
no
more
than
you
can
help
.
Get
on
,
my
lad
!
"
The
sleet
fell
all
that
day
unceasingly
,
a
thick
mist
came
on
early
,
and
it
never
rose
or
lightened
for
a
moment
.
Such
roads
I
had
never
seen
.
I
sometimes
feared
we
had
missed
the
way
and
got
into
the
ploughed
grounds
or
the
marshes
.
If
I
ever
thought
of
the
time
I
had
been
out
,
it
presented
itself
as
an
indefinite
period
of
great
duration
,
and
I
seemed
,
in
a
strange
way
,
never
to
have
been
free
from
the
anxiety
under
which
I
then
laboured
.
As
we
advanced
,
I
began
to
feel
misgivings
that
my
companion
lost
confidence
.
He
was
the
same
as
before
with
all
the
roadside
people
,
but
he
looked
graver
when
he
sat
by
himself
on
the
box
.
I
saw
his
finger
uneasily
going
across
and
across
his
mouth
during
the
whole
of
one
long
weary
stage
.
I
overheard
that
he
began
to
ask
the
drivers
of
coaches
and
other
vehicles
coming
towards
us
what
passengers
they
had
seen
in
other
coaches
and
vehicles
that
were
in
advance
.
Their
replies
did
not
encourage
him
.
He
always
gave
me
a
reassuring
beck
of
his
finger
and
lift
of
his
eyelid
as
he
got
upon
the
box
again
,
but
he
seemed
perplexed
now
when
he
said
,
"
Get
on
,
my
lad
!
"
At
last
,
when
we
were
changing
,
he
told
me
that
he
had
lost
the
track
of
the
dress
so
long
that
he
began
to
be
surprised
.
It
was
nothing
,
he
said
,
to
lose
such
a
track
for
one
while
,
and
to
take
it
up
for
another
while
,
and
so
on
;
but
it
had
disappeared
here
in
an
unaccountable
manner
,
and
we
had
not
come
upon
it
since
.
This
corroborated
the
apprehensions
I
had
formed
,
when
he
began
to
look
at
direction
-
posts
,
and
to
leave
the
carriage
at
cross
roads
for
a
quarter
of
an
hour
at
a
time
while
he
explored
them
.
But
I
was
not
to
be
down
-
hearted
,
he
told
me
,
for
it
was
as
likely
as
not
that
the
next
stage
might
set
us
right
again
.
The
next
stage
,
however
,
ended
as
that
one
ended
;
we
had
no
new
clue
.
There
was
a
spacious
inn
here
,
solitary
,
but
a
comfortable
substantial
building
,
and
as
we
drove
in
under
a
large
gateway
before
I
knew
it
,
where
a
landlady
and
her
pretty
daughters
came
to
the
carriage
-
door
,
entreating
me
to
alight
and
refresh
myself
while
the
horses
were
making
ready
,
I
thought
it
would
be
uncharitable
to
refuse
.
They
took
me
upstairs
to
a
warm
room
and
left
me
there
.
It
was
at
the
corner
of
the
house
,
I
remember
,
looking
two
ways
.
On
one
side
to
a
stable
-
yard
open
to
a
by
-
road
,
where
the
ostlers
were
unharnessing
the
splashed
and
tired
horses
from
the
muddy
carriage
,
and
beyond
that
to
the
by
-
road
itself
,
across
which
the
sign
was
heavily
swinging
;
on
the
other
side
to
a
wood
of
dark
pine
-
trees
.
Their
branches
were
encumbered
with
snow
,
and
it
silently
dropped
off
in
wet
heaps
while
I
stood
at
the
window
.
Night
was
setting
in
,
and
its
bleakness
was
enhanced
by
the
contrast
of
the
pictured
fire
glowing
and
gleaming
in
the
window
-
pane
.
As
I
looked
among
the
stems
of
the
trees
and
followed
the
discoloured
marks
in
the
snow
where
the
thaw
was
sinking
into
it
and
undermining
it
,
I
thought
of
the
motherly
face
brightly
set
off
by
daughters
that
had
just
now
welcomed
me
and
of
MY
mother
lying
down
in
such
a
wood
to
die
.
I
was
frightened
when
I
found
them
all
about
me
,
but
I
remembered
that
before
I
fainted
I
tried
very
hard
not
to
do
it
;
and
that
was
some
little
comfort
.
They
cushioned
me
up
on
a
large
sofa
by
the
fire
,
and
then
the
comely
landlady
told
me
that
I
must
travel
no
further
to
-
night
,
but
must
go
to
bed
.
But
this
put
me
into
such
a
tremble
lest
they
should
detain
me
there
that
she
soon
recalled
her
words
and
compromised
for
a
rest
of
half
an
hour
.
A
good
endearing
creature
she
was
.
She
and
her
three
fair
girls
,
all
so
busy
about
me
.
I
was
to
take
hot
soup
and
broiled
fowl
,
while
Mr
.
Bucket
dried
himself
and
dined
elsewhere
;
but
I
could
not
do
it
when
a
snug
round
table
was
presently
spread
by
the
fireside
,
though
I
was
very
unwilling
to
disappoint
them
.
However
,
I
could
take
some
toast
and
some
hot
negus
,
and
as
I
really
enjoyed
that
refreshment
,
it
made
some
recompense
.
Punctual
to
the
time
,
at
the
half
-
hour
’
s
end
the
carriage
came
rumbling
under
the
gateway
,
and
they
took
me
down
,
warmed
,
refreshed
,
comforted
by
kindness
,
and
safe
(
I
assured
them
)
not
to
faint
any
more
.
After
I
had
got
in
and
had
taken
a
grateful
leave
of
them
all
,
the
youngest
daughter
—
a
blooming
girl
of
nineteen
,
who
was
to
be
the
first
married
,
they
had
told
me
—
got
upon
the
carriage
step
,
reached
in
,
and
kissed
me
.
I
have
never
seen
her
,
from
that
hour
,
but
I
think
of
her
to
this
hour
as
my
friend
.
The
transparent
windows
with
the
fire
and
light
,
looking
so
bright
and
warm
from
the
cold
darkness
out
of
doors
,
were
soon
gone
,
and
again
we
were
crushing
and
churning
the
loose
snow
.
We
went
on
with
toil
enough
,
but
the
dismal
roads
were
not
much
worse
than
they
had
been
,
and
the
stage
was
only
nine
miles
.
My
companion
smoking
on
the
box
—
I
had
thought
at
the
last
inn
of
begging
him
to
do
so
when
I
saw
him
standing
at
a
great
fire
in
a
comfortable
cloud
of
tobacco
—
was
as
vigilant
as
ever
and
as
quickly
down
and
up
again
when
we
came
to
any
human
abode
or
any
human
creature
.
He
had
lighted
his
little
dark
lantern
,
which
seemed
to
be
a
favourite
with
him
,
for
we
had
lamps
to
the
carriage
;
and
every
now
and
then
he
turned
it
upon
me
to
see
that
I
was
doing
well
.
There
was
a
folding
-
window
to
the
carriage
-
head
,
but
I
never
closed
it
,
for
it
seemed
like
shutting
out
hope
.
We
came
to
the
end
of
the
stage
,
and
still
the
lost
trace
was
not
recovered
.
I
looked
at
him
anxiously
when
we
stopped
to
change
,
but
I
knew
by
his
yet
graver
face
as
he
stood
watching
the
ostlers
that
he
had
heard
nothing
.
Almost
in
an
instant
afterwards
,
as
I
leaned
back
in
my
seat
,
he
looked
in
,
with
his
lighted
lantern
in
his
hand
,
an
excited
and
quite
different
man
.
"
What
is
it
?
"
said
I
,
starting
.
"
Is
she
here
?
"
"
No
,
no
.
Don
’
t
deceive
yourself
,
my
dear
.
Nobody
’
s
here
.
But
I
’
ve
got
it
!
"
The
crystallized
snow
was
in
his
eyelashes
,
in
his
hair
,
lying
in
ridges
on
his
dress
.
He
had
to
shake
it
from
his
face
and
get
his
breath
before
he
spoke
to
me
.
"
Now
,
Miss
Summerson
,
"
said
he
,
beating
his
finger
on
the
apron
,
"
don
’
t
you
be
disappointed
at
what
I
’
m
a
-
going
to
do
.
You
know
me
.
I
’
m
Inspector
Bucket
,
and
you
can
trust
me
.
We
’
ve
come
a
long
way
;
never
mind
.
Four
horses
out
there
for
the
next
stage
up
!
Quick
!
"
There
was
a
commotion
in
the
yard
,
and
a
man
came
running
out
of
the
stables
to
know
if
he
meant
up
or
down
.
"
Up
,
I
tell
you
!
Up
!
Ain
’
t
it
English
?
Up
!
"
"
Up
?
"
said
I
,
astonished
.
"
To
London
!
Are
we
going
back
?
"
"
Miss
Summerson
,
"
he
answered
,
"
back
.
Straight
back
as
a
die
.
You
know
me
.
Don
’
t
be
afraid
.
I
’
ll
follow
the
other
,
by
G
—
—
"
"
The
other
?
"
I
repeated
.
"
Who
?
"
"
You
called
her
Jenny
,
didn
’
t
you
?
I
’
ll
follow
her
.
Bring
those
two
pair
out
here
for
a
crown
a
man
.
Wake
up
,
some
of
you
!
"
"
You
will
not
desert
this
lady
we
are
in
search
of
;
you
will
not
abandon
her
on
such
a
night
and
in
such
a
state
of
mind
as
I
know
her
to
be
in
!
"
said
I
,
in
an
agony
,
and
grasping
his
hand
.
"
You
are
right
,
my
dear
,
I
won
’
t
.
But
I
’
ll
follow
the
other
.
Look
alive
here
with
them
horses
.
Send
a
man
for
’
ard
in
the
saddle
to
the
next
stage
,
and
let
him
send
another
for
’
ard
again
,
and
order
four
on
,
up
,
right
through
.
My
darling
,
don
’
t
you
be
afraid
!
"
These
orders
and
the
way
in
which
he
ran
about
the
yard
urging
them
caused
a
general
excitement
that
was
scarcely
less
bewildering
to
me
than
the
sudden
change
.
But
in
the
height
of
the
confusion
,
a
mounted
man
galloped
away
to
order
the
relays
,
and
our
horses
were
put
to
with
great
speed
.
"
My
dear
,
"
said
Mr
.
Bucket
,
jumping
to
his
seat
and
looking
in
again
,
"
—
you
’
ll
excuse
me
if
I
’
m
too
familiar
—
don
’
t
you
fret
and
worry
yourself
no
more
than
you
can
help
I
say
nothing
else
at
present
;
but
you
know
me
,
my
dear
;
now
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
I
endeavoured
to
say
that
I
knew
he
was
far
more
capable
than
I
of
deciding
what
we
ought
to
do
,
but
was
he
sure
that
this
was
right
?
Could
I
not
go
forward
by
myself
in
search
of
—
I
grasped
his
hand
again
in
my
distress
and
whispered
it
to
him
—
of
my
own
mother
.
"
My
dear
,
"
he
answered
,
"
I
know
,
I
know
,
and
would
I
put
you
wrong
,
do
you
think
?
Inspector
Bucket
.
Now
you
know
me
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
What
could
I
say
but
yes
!
"
Then
you
keep
up
as
good
a
heart
as
you
can
,
and
you
rely
upon
me
for
standing
by
you
,
no
less
than
by
Sir
Leicester
Dedlock
,
Baronet
.
Now
,
are
you
right
there
?
"
"
All
right
,
sir
!
"
"
Off
she
goes
,
then
.
And
get
on
,
my
lads
!
"
We
were
again
upon
the
melancholy
road
by
which
we
had
come
,
tearing
up
the
miry
sleet
and
thawing
snow
as
if
they
were
torn
up
by
a
waterwheel
.
Still
impassive
,
as
behoves
its
breeding
,
the
Dedlock
town
house
carries
itself
as
usual
towards
the
street
of
dismal
grandeur
.
There
are
powdered
heads
from
time
to
time
in
the
little
windows
of
the
hall
,
looking
out
at
the
untaxed
powder
falling
all
day
from
the
sky
;
and
in
the
same
conservatory
there
is
peach
blossom
turning
itself
exotically
to
the
great
hall
fire
from
the
nipping
weather
out
of
doors
.
It
is
given
out
that
my
Lady
has
gone
down
into
Lincolnshire
,
but
is
expected
to
return
presently
.
Rumour
,
busy
overmuch
,
however
,
will
not
go
down
into
Lincolnshire
.
It
persists
in
flitting
and
chattering
about
town
.
It
knows
that
that
poor
unfortunate
man
,
Sir
Leicester
,
has
been
sadly
used
.
It
hears
,
my
dear
child
,
all
sorts
of
shocking
things
.
It
makes
the
world
of
five
miles
round
quite
merry
.
Not
to
know
that
there
is
something
wrong
at
the
Dedlocks
’
is
to
augur
yourself
unknown
.
One
of
the
peachy
-
cheeked
charmers
with
the
skeleton
throats
is
already
apprised
of
all
the
principal
circumstances
that
will
come
out
before
the
Lords
on
Sir
Leicester
’
s
application
for
a
bill
of
divorce
.
At
Blaze
and
Sparkle
’
s
the
jewellers
and
at
Sheen
and
Gloss
’
s
the
mercers
,
it
is
and
will
be
for
several
hours
the
topic
of
the
age
,
the
feature
of
the
century
.
The
patronesses
of
those
establishments
,
albeit
so
loftily
inscrutable
,
being
as
nicely
weighed
and
measured
there
as
any
other
article
of
the
stock
-
in
-
trade
,
are
perfectly
understood
in
this
new
fashion
by
the
rawest
hand
behind
the
counter
.
"
Our
people
,
Mr
.
Jones
,
"
said
Blaze
and
Sparkle
to
the
hand
in
question
on
engaging
him
,
"
our
people
,
sir
,
are
sheep
—
mere
sheep
.
