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And
now
,
those
six
days
which
were
to
have
run
out
so
slowly
,
had
run
out
fast
and
were
gone
,
and
to
-
morrow
looked
me
in
the
face
more
steadily
than
I
could
look
at
it
.
As
the
six
evenings
had
dwindled
away
,
to
five
,
to
four
,
to
three
,
to
two
,
I
had
become
more
and
more
appreciative
of
the
society
of
Joe
and
Biddy
.
On
this
last
evening
,
I
dressed
my
self
out
in
my
new
clothes
for
their
delight
,
and
sat
in
my
splendor
until
bedtime
.
We
had
a
hot
supper
on
the
occasion
,
graced
by
the
inevitable
roast
fowl
,
and
we
had
some
flip
to
finish
with
.
We
were
all
very
low
,
and
none
the
higher
for
pretending
to
be
in
spirits
.
I
was
to
leave
our
village
at
five
in
the
morning
,
carrying
my
little
hand
-
portmanteau
,
and
I
had
told
Joe
that
I
wished
to
walk
away
all
alone
.
I
am
afraid
—
sore
afraid
—
that
this
purpose
originated
in
my
sense
of
the
contrast
there
would
be
between
me
and
Joe
,
if
we
went
to
the
coach
together
.
I
had
pretended
with
myself
that
there
was
nothing
of
this
taint
in
the
arrangement
;
but
when
I
went
up
to
my
little
room
on
this
last
night
,
I
felt
compelled
to
admit
that
it
might
be
so
,
and
had
an
impulse
upon
me
to
go
down
again
and
entreat
Joe
to
walk
with
me
in
the
morning
.
I
did
not
.
All
night
there
were
coaches
in
my
broken
sleep
,
going
to
wrong
places
instead
of
to
London
,
and
having
in
the
traces
,
now
dogs
,
now
cats
,
now
pigs
,
now
men
—
never
horses
.
Fantastic
failures
of
journeys
occupied
me
until
the
day
dawned
and
the
birds
were
singing
.
Then
,
I
got
up
and
partly
dressed
,
and
sat
at
the
window
to
take
a
last
look
out
,
and
in
taking
it
fell
asleep
.
Biddy
was
astir
so
early
to
get
my
breakfast
,
that
,
although
I
did
not
sleep
at
the
window
an
hour
,
I
smelt
the
smoke
of
the
kitchen
fire
when
I
started
up
with
a
terrible
idea
that
it
must
be
late
in
the
afternoon
.
But
long
after
that
,
and
long
after
I
had
heard
the
clinking
of
the
teacups
and
was
quite
ready
,
I
wanted
the
resolution
to
go
down
stairs
.
After
all
,
I
remained
up
there
,
repeatedly
unlocking
and
unstrapping
my
small
portmanteau
and
locking
and
strapping
it
up
again
,
until
Biddy
called
to
me
that
I
was
late
.
It
was
a
hurried
breakfast
with
no
taste
in
it
.
I
got
up
from
the
meal
,
saying
with
a
sort
of
briskness
,
as
if
it
had
only
just
occurred
to
me
,
"
Well
!
I
suppose
I
must
be
off
!
"
and
then
I
kissed
my
sister
who
was
laughing
and
nodding
and
shaking
in
her
usual
chair
,
and
kissed
Biddy
,
and
threw
my
arms
around
Joe
’
s
neck
.
Then
I
took
up
my
little
portmanteau
and
walked
out
.
The
last
I
saw
of
them
was
,
when
I
presently
heard
a
scuffle
behind
me
,
and
looking
back
,
saw
Joe
throwing
an
old
shoe
after
me
and
Biddy
throwing
another
old
shoe
.
I
stopped
then
,
to
wave
my
hat
,
and
dear
old
Joe
waved
his
strong
right
arm
above
his
head
,
crying
huskily
"
Hooroar
!
"
and
Biddy
put
her
apron
to
her
face
.
I
walked
away
at
a
good
pace
,
thinking
it
was
easier
to
go
than
I
had
supposed
it
would
be
,
and
reflecting
that
it
would
never
have
done
to
have
had
an
old
shoe
thrown
after
the
coach
,
in
sight
of
all
the
High
Street
.
I
whistled
and
made
nothing
of
going
.
But
the
village
was
very
peaceful
and
quiet
,
and
the
light
mists
were
solemnly
rising
,
as
if
to
show
me
the
world
,
and
I
had
been
so
innocent
and
little
there
,
and
all
beyond
was
so
unknown
and
great
,
that
in
a
moment
with
a
strong
heave
and
sob
I
broke
into
tears
It
was
by
the
finger
-
post
at
the
end
of
the
village
,
and
I
laid
my
hand
upon
it
,
and
said
,
"
Good
by
,
O
my
dear
,
dear
friend
!
"
Heaven
knows
we
need
never
be
ashamed
of
our
tears
,
for
they
are
rain
upon
the
blinding
dust
of
earth
,
overlying
our
hard
hearts
.
I
was
better
after
I
had
cried
than
before
—
more
sorry
,
more
aware
of
my
own
ingratitude
,
more
gentle
.
If
I
had
cried
before
,
I
should
have
had
Joe
with
me
then
.
