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‘
Carries
a
bag
?
’
said
he
—
‘
bag
with
a
good
deal
of
room
in
it
—
is
gruffish
,
and
comes
down
upon
you
,
sharp
?
’
My
heart
sank
within
me
as
I
acknowledged
the
undoubted
accuracy
of
this
description
.
‘
Why
then
,
I
tell
you
what
,
’
said
he
.
‘
If
you
go
up
there
,
’
pointing
with
his
whip
towards
the
heights
,
‘
and
keep
right
on
till
you
come
to
some
houses
facing
the
sea
,
I
think
you
’
ll
hear
of
her
.
My
opinion
is
she
won
’
t
stand
anything
,
so
here
’
s
a
penny
for
you
.
’
I
accepted
the
gift
thankfully
,
and
bought
a
loaf
with
it
.
Dispatching
this
refreshment
by
the
way
,
I
went
in
the
direction
my
friend
had
indicated
,
and
walked
on
a
good
distance
without
coming
to
the
houses
he
had
mentioned
.
At
length
I
saw
some
before
me
;
and
approaching
them
,
went
into
a
little
shop
(
it
was
what
we
used
to
call
a
general
shop
,
at
home
)
,
and
inquired
if
they
could
have
the
goodness
to
tell
me
where
Miss
Trotwood
lived
.
I
addressed
myself
to
a
man
behind
the
counter
,
who
was
weighing
some
rice
for
a
young
woman
;
but
the
latter
,
taking
the
inquiry
to
herself
,
turned
round
quickly
.
‘
My
mistress
?
’
she
said
.
‘
What
do
you
want
with
her
,
boy
?
’
‘
I
want
,
’
I
replied
,
‘
to
speak
to
her
,
if
you
please
.
’
‘
To
beg
of
her
,
you
mean
,
’
retorted
the
damsel
.
‘
No
,
’
I
said
,
‘
indeed
.
’
But
suddenly
remembering
that
in
truth
I
came
for
no
other
purpose
,
I
held
my
peace
in
confusion
,
and
felt
my
face
burn
.
My
aunt
’
s
handmaid
,
as
I
supposed
she
was
from
what
she
had
said
,
put
her
rice
in
a
little
basket
and
walked
out
of
the
shop
;
telling
me
that
I
could
follow
her
,
if
I
wanted
to
know
where
Miss
Trotwood
lived
.
I
needed
no
second
permission
;
though
I
was
by
this
time
in
such
a
state
of
consternation
and
agitation
,
that
my
legs
shook
under
me
.
I
followed
the
young
woman
,
and
we
soon
came
to
a
very
neat
little
cottage
with
cheerful
bow
-
windows
:
in
front
of
it
,
a
small
square
gravelled
court
or
garden
full
of
flowers
,
carefully
tended
,
and
smelling
deliciously
.
