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'
No
;
you
trusted
in
me
,
and
let
me
carry
it
like
a
dear
,
and
so
you
are
,
'
said
the
lady
,
chucking
him
under
the
chin
,
and
drawing
her
arm
through
his
.
This
was
indeed
the
case
;
but
as
it
was
not
Mr.
Claypole
's
habit
to
repose
a
blind
and
foolish
confidence
in
anybody
,
it
should
be
observed
,
in
justice
to
that
gentleman
,
that
he
had
trusted
Charlotte
to
this
extent
,
in
order
that
,
if
they
were
pursued
,
the
money
might
be
found
on
her
:
which
would
leave
him
an
opportunity
of
asserting
his
innocence
of
any
theft
,
and
would
greatly
facilitate
his
chances
of
escape
.
Of
course
,
he
entered
at
this
juncture
,
into
no
explanation
of
his
motives
,
and
they
walked
on
very
lovingly
together
.
In
pursuance
of
this
cautious
plan
,
Mr.
Claypole
went
on
,
without
halting
,
until
he
arrived
at
the
Angel
at
Islington
,
where
he
wisely
judged
,
from
the
crowd
of
passengers
and
numbers
of
vehicles
,
that
London
began
in
earnest
.
Just
pausing
to
observe
which
appeared
the
most
crowded
streets
,
and
consequently
the
most
to
be
avoided
,
he
crossed
into
Saint
John
's
Road
,
and
was
soon
deep
in
the
obscurity
of
the
intricate
and
dirty
ways
,
which
,
lying
between
Gray
's
Inn
Lane
and
Smithfield
,
render
that
part
of
the
town
one
of
the
lowest
and
worst
that
improvement
has
left
in
the
midst
of
London
.
Through
these
streets
,
Noah
Claypole
walked
,
dragging
Charlotte
after
him
;
now
stepping
into
the
kennel
to
embrace
at
a
glance
the
whole
external
character
of
some
small
public-house
;
now
jogging
on
again
,
as
some
fancied
appearance
induced
him
to
believe
it
too
public
for
his
purpose
.
At
length
,
he
stopped
in
front
of
one
,
more
humble
in
appearance
and
more
dirty
than
any
he
had
yet
seen
;
and
,
having
crossed
over
and
surveyed
it
from
the
opposite
pavement
,
graciously
announced
his
intention
of
putting
up
there
,
for
the
night
.
'
So
give
us
the
bundle
,
'
said
Noah
,
unstrapping
it
from
the
woman
's
shoulders
,
and
slinging
it
over
his
own
;
'
and
do
n't
yer
speak
,
except
when
yer
spoke
to
.
What
's
the
name
of
the
house
--
t-h-r
--
three
what
?
'
'
Cripples
,
'
said
Charlotte
.
'
Three
Cripples
,
'
repeated
Noah
,
'
and
a
very
good
sign
too
.
Now
,
then
!
Keep
close
at
my
heels
,
and
come
along
.
'
With
these
injunctions
,
he
pushed
the
rattling
door
with
his
shoulder
,
and
entered
the
house
,
followed
by
his
companion
.
There
was
nobody
in
the
bar
but
a
young
Jew
,
who
,
with
his
two
elbows
on
the
counter
,
was
reading
a
dirty
newspaper
.
He
stared
very
hard
at
Noah
,
and
Noah
stared
very
hard
at
him
.
If
Noah
had
been
attired
in
his
charity-boy
's
dress
,
there
might
have
been
some
reason
for
the
Jew
opening
his
eyes
so
wide
;
but
as
he
had
discarded
the
coat
and
badge
,
and
wore
a
short
smock-frock
over
his
leathers
,
there
seemed
no
particular
reason
for
his
appearance
exciting
so
much
attention
in
a
public-house
.
