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'
They
took
this
way
?
'
demanded
Harry
:
'
are
you
sure
?
'
'
As
I
am
that
the
men
were
at
the
window
,
'
replied
Oliver
,
pointing
down
,
as
he
spoke
,
to
the
hedge
which
divided
the
cottage-garden
from
the
meadow
.
'
The
tall
man
leaped
over
,
just
there
;
and
the
Jew
,
running
a
few
paces
to
the
right
,
crept
through
that
gap
.
'
The
two
gentlemen
watched
Oliver
's
earnest
face
,
as
he
spoke
,
and
looking
from
him
to
each
other
,
seemed
to
fell
satisfied
of
the
accuracy
of
what
he
said
.
Still
,
in
no
direction
were
there
any
appearances
of
the
trampling
of
men
in
hurried
flight
.
The
grass
was
long
;
but
it
was
trodden
down
nowhere
,
save
where
their
own
feet
had
crushed
it
.
The
sides
and
brinks
of
the
ditches
were
of
damp
clay
;
but
in
no
one
place
could
they
discern
the
print
of
men
's
shoes
,
or
the
slightest
mark
which
would
indicate
that
any
feet
had
pressed
the
ground
for
hours
before
.
'
This
is
strange
!
'
said
Harry
.
'
Strange
?
'
echoed
the
doctor
.
'
Blathers
and
Duff
,
themselves
,
could
make
nothing
of
it
.
'
Notwithstanding
the
evidently
useless
nature
of
their
search
,
they
did
not
desist
until
the
coming
on
of
night
rendered
its
further
prosecution
hopeless
;
and
even
then
,
they
gave
it
up
with
reluctance
.
Giles
was
dispatched
to
the
different
ale-houses
in
the
village
,
furnished
with
the
best
description
Oliver
could
give
of
the
appearance
and
dress
of
the
strangers
.
Of
these
,
the
Jew
was
,
at
all
events
,
sufficiently
remarkable
to
be
remembered
,
supposing
he
had
been
seen
drinking
,
or
loitering
about
;
but
Giles
returned
without
any
intelligence
,
calculated
to
dispel
or
lessen
the
mystery
.
On
the
next
day
,
fresh
search
was
made
,
and
the
inquiries
renewed
;
but
with
no
better
success
.
On
the
day
following
,
Oliver
and
Mr.
Maylie
repaired
to
the
market-town
,
in
the
hope
of
seeing
or
hearing
something
of
the
men
there
;
but
this
effort
was
equally
fruitless
.
After
a
few
days
,
the
affair
began
to
be
forgotten
,
as
most
affairs
are
,
when
wonder
,
having
no
fresh
food
to
support
it
,
dies
away
of
itself
.
Meanwhile
,
Rose
was
rapidly
recovering
.
She
had
left
her
room
:
was
able
to
go
out
;
and
mixing
once
more
with
the
family
,
carried
joy
into
the
hearts
of
all
.
But
,
although
this
happy
change
had
a
visible
effect
on
the
little
circle
;
and
although
cheerful
voices
and
merry
laughter
were
once
more
heard
in
the
cottage
;
there
was
at
times
,
an
unwonted
restraint
upon
some
there
:
even
upon
Rose
herself
:
which
Oliver
could
not
fail
to
remark
.
Mrs.
Maylie
and
her
son
were
often
closeted
together
for
a
long
time
;
and
more
than
once
Rose
appeared
with
traces
of
tears
upon
her
face
.
After
Mr.
Losberne
had
fixed
a
day
for
his
departure
to
Chertsey
,
these
symptoms
increased
;
and
it
became
evident
that
something
was
in
progress
which
affected
the
peace
of
the
young
lady
,
and
of
somebody
else
besides
.
