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Mistress
Affery
,
whose
fear
of
thunder
and
lightning
was
only
to
be
equalled
by
her
dread
of
the
haunted
house
with
a
premature
and
preternatural
darkness
in
it
,
stood
undecided
whether
to
go
in
or
not
,
until
the
question
was
settled
for
her
by
the
door
blowing
upon
her
in
a
violent
gust
of
wind
and
shutting
her
out
.
‘
What
’
s
to
be
done
now
,
what
’
s
to
be
done
now
!
’
cried
Mistress
Affery
,
wringing
her
hands
in
this
last
uneasy
dream
of
all
;
‘
when
she
’
s
all
alone
by
herself
inside
,
and
can
no
more
come
down
to
open
it
than
the
churchyard
dead
themselves
!
’
In
this
dilemma
,
Mistress
Affery
,
with
her
apron
as
a
hood
to
keep
the
rain
off
,
ran
crying
up
and
down
the
solitary
paved
enclosure
several
times
.
Why
she
should
then
stoop
down
and
look
in
at
the
keyhole
of
the
door
as
if
an
eye
would
open
it
,
it
would
be
difficult
to
say
;
but
it
is
none
the
less
what
most
people
would
have
done
in
the
same
situation
,
and
it
is
what
she
did
.
From
this
posture
she
started
up
suddenly
,
with
a
half
scream
,
feeling
something
on
her
shoulder
.
It
was
the
touch
of
a
hand
;
of
a
man
’
s
hand
.
The
man
was
dressed
like
a
traveller
,
in
a
foraging
cap
with
fur
about
it
,
and
a
heap
of
cloak
.
He
looked
like
a
foreigner
.
He
had
a
quantity
of
hair
and
moustache
—
jet
black
,
except
at
the
shaggy
ends
,
where
it
had
a
tinge
of
red
—
and
a
high
hook
nose
.
He
laughed
at
Mistress
Affery
’
s
start
and
cry
;
and
as
he
laughed
,
his
moustache
went
up
under
his
nose
,
and
his
nose
came
down
over
his
moustache
.
‘
What
’
s
the
matter
?
’
he
asked
in
plain
English
.
‘
What
are
you
frightened
at
?
’
‘
At
you
,
’
panted
Affery
.
‘
Me
,
madam
?
’
‘
And
the
dismal
evening
,
and
—
and
everything
,
’
said
Affery
.
‘
And
here
!
The
wind
has
been
and
blown
the
door
to
,
and
I
can
’
t
get
in
.
’
‘
Hah
!
’
said
the
gentleman
,
who
took
that
very
coolly
.
‘
Indeed
!
Do
you
know
such
a
name
as
Clennam
about
here
?
’
‘
Lord
bless
us
,
I
should
think
I
did
,
I
should
think
I
did
!
’
cried
Affery
,
exasperated
into
a
new
wringing
of
hands
by
the
inquiry
.
