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As
they
passed
Sunbury
Church
,
the
clock
struck
seven
.
There
was
a
light
in
the
ferry-house
window
opposite
:
which
streamed
across
the
road
,
and
threw
into
more
sombre
shadow
a
dark
yew-tree
with
graves
beneath
it
.
There
was
a
dull
sound
of
falling
water
not
far
off
;
and
the
leaves
of
the
old
tree
stirred
gently
in
the
night
wind
.
It
seemed
like
quiet
music
for
the
repose
of
the
dead
.
Sunbury
was
passed
through
,
and
they
came
again
into
the
lonely
road
.
Two
or
three
miles
more
,
and
the
cart
stopped
.
Sikes
alighted
,
took
Oliver
by
the
hand
,
and
they
once
again
walked
on
.
They
turned
into
no
house
at
Shepperton
,
as
the
weary
boy
had
expected
;
but
still
kept
walking
on
,
in
mud
and
darkness
,
through
gloomy
lanes
and
over
cold
open
wastes
,
until
they
came
within
sight
of
the
lights
of
a
town
at
no
great
distance
.
On
looking
intently
forward
,
Oliver
saw
that
the
water
was
just
below
them
,
and
that
they
were
coming
to
the
foot
of
a
bridge
.
Sikes
kept
straight
on
,
until
they
were
close
upon
the
bridge
;
then
turned
suddenly
down
a
bank
upon
the
left
.
'
The
water
!
'
thought
Oliver
,
turning
sick
with
fear
.
'
He
has
brought
me
to
this
lonely
place
to
murder
me
!
'
He
was
about
to
throw
himself
on
the
ground
,
and
make
one
struggle
for
his
young
life
,
when
he
saw
that
they
stood
before
a
solitary
house
:
all
ruinous
and
decayed
.
There
was
a
window
on
each
side
of
the
dilapidated
entrance
;
and
one
story
above
;
but
no
light
was
visible
.
The
house
was
dark
,
dismantled
:
and
the
all
appearance
,
uninhabited
Sikes
,
with
Oliver
's
hand
still
in
his
,
softly
approached
the
low
porch
,
and
raised
the
latch
.
The
door
yielded
to
the
pressure
,
and
they
passed
in
together
.
'
Hallo
!
'
cried
a
loud
,
hoarse
voice
,
as
soon
as
they
set
foot
in
the
passage
.
'
Do
n't
make
such
a
row
,
'
said
Sikes
,
bolting
the
door
.
'
Show
a
glim
,
Toby
.
'
'
Aha
!
my
pal
!
'
cried
the
same
voice
.
'
A
glim
,
Barney
,
a
glim
!
Show
the
gentleman
in
,
Barney
;
wake
up
first
,
if
convenient
.
'
