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'
We
must
put
it
to
the
vote
,
'
replied
Mr.
Brownlow
,
'
who
may
he
be
?
'
'
That
lady
's
son
,
and
this
young
lady
's
--
very
old
friend
,
'
said
the
doctor
,
motioning
towards
Mrs.
Maylie
,
and
concluding
with
an
expressive
glance
at
her
niece
.
Rose
blushed
deeply
,
but
she
did
not
make
any
audible
objection
to
this
motion
(
possibly
she
felt
in
a
hopeless
minority
)
;
and
Harry
Maylie
and
Mr.
Grimwig
were
accordingly
added
to
the
committee
.
'
We
stay
in
town
,
of
course
,
'
said
Mrs.
Maylie
,
'
while
there
remains
the
slightest
prospect
of
prosecuting
this
inquiry
with
a
chance
of
success
.
I
will
spare
neither
trouble
nor
expense
in
behalf
of
the
object
in
which
we
are
all
so
deeply
interested
,
and
I
am
content
to
remain
here
,
if
it
be
for
twelve
months
,
so
long
as
you
assure
me
that
any
hope
remains
.
'
'
Good
!
'
rejoined
Mr.
Brownlow
.
'
And
as
I
see
on
the
faces
about
me
,
a
disposition
to
inquire
how
it
happened
that
I
was
not
in
the
way
to
corroborate
Oliver
's
tale
,
and
had
so
suddenly
left
the
kingdom
,
let
me
stipulate
that
I
shall
be
asked
no
questions
until
such
time
as
I
may
deem
it
expedient
to
forestall
them
by
telling
my
own
story
.
Believe
me
,
I
make
this
request
with
good
reason
,
for
I
might
otherwise
excite
hopes
destined
never
to
be
realised
,
and
only
increase
difficulties
and
disappointments
already
quite
numerous
enough
.
Come
!
Supper
has
been
announced
,
and
young
Oliver
,
who
is
all
alone
in
the
next
room
,
will
have
begun
to
think
,
by
this
time
,
that
we
have
wearied
of
his
company
,
and
entered
into
some
dark
conspiracy
to
thrust
him
forth
upon
the
world
.
'
With
these
words
,
the
old
gentleman
gave
his
hand
to
Mrs.
Maylie
,
and
escorted
her
into
the
supper-room
.
Mr.
Losberne
followed
,
leading
Rose
;
and
the
council
was
,
for
the
present
,
effectually
broken
up
.
Upon
the
night
when
Nancy
,
having
lulled
Mr.
Sikes
to
sleep
,
hurried
on
her
self-imposed
mission
to
Rose
Maylie
,
there
advanced
towards
London
,
by
the
Great
North
Road
,
two
persons
,
upon
whom
it
is
expedient
that
this
history
should
bestow
some
attention
.
They
were
a
man
and
woman
;
or
perhaps
they
would
be
better
described
as
a
male
and
female
:
for
the
former
was
one
of
those
long-limbed
,
knock-kneed
,
shambling
,
bony
people
,
to
whom
it
is
difficult
to
assign
any
precise
age
--
looking
as
they
do
,
when
they
are
yet
boys
,
like
undergrown
men
,
and
when
they
are
almost
men
,
like
overgrown
boys
.
The
woman
was
young
,
but
of
a
robust
and
hardy
make
,
as
she
need
have
been
to
bear
the
weight
of
the
heavy
bundle
which
was
strapped
to
her
back
.
Her
companion
was
not
encumbered
with
much
luggage
,
as
there
merely
dangled
from
a
stick
which
he
carried
over
his
shoulder
,
a
small
parcel
wrapped
in
a
common
handkerchief
,
and
apparently
light
enough
.
This
circumstance
,
added
to
the
length
of
his
legs
,
which
were
of
unusual
extent
,
enabled
him
with
much
ease
to
keep
some
half-dozen
paces
in
advance
of
his
companion
,
to
whom
he
occasionally
turned
with
an
impatient
jerk
of
the
head
:
as
if
reproaching
her
tardiness
,
and
urging
her
to
greater
exertion
.
Thus
,
they
had
toiled
along
the
dusty
road
,
taking
little
heed
of
any
object
within
sight
,
save
when
they
stepped
aside
to
allow
a
wider
passage
for
the
mail-coaches
which
were
whirling
out
of
town
,
until
they
passed
through
Highgate
archway
;
when
the
foremost
traveller
stopped
and
called
impatiently
to
his
companion
,
'
Come
on
,
ca
n't
yer
?
What
a
lazybones
yer
are
,
Charlotte
.
'
