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‘
Know
‘
em
,
child
!
’
cried
the
lady
of
the
caravan
in
a
sort
of
shriek
.
‘
Know
them
!
But
you
’
re
young
and
inexperienced
,
and
that
’
s
your
excuse
for
asking
sich
a
question
.
Do
I
look
as
if
I
know
’
d
‘
em
,
does
the
caravan
look
as
if
it
know
’
d
‘
em
?
’
‘
No
,
ma
’
am
,
no
,
’
said
the
child
,
fearing
she
had
committed
some
grievous
fault
.
‘
I
beg
your
pardon
.
’
It
was
granted
immediately
,
though
the
lady
still
appeared
much
ruffled
and
discomposed
by
the
degrading
supposition
.
The
child
then
explained
that
they
had
left
the
races
on
the
first
day
,
and
were
travelling
to
the
next
town
on
that
road
,
where
they
purposed
to
spend
the
night
.
As
the
countenance
of
the
stout
lady
began
to
clear
up
,
she
ventured
to
inquire
how
far
it
was
.
The
reply
—
which
the
stout
lady
did
not
come
to
,
until
she
had
thoroughly
explained
that
she
went
to
the
races
on
the
first
day
in
a
gig
,
and
as
an
expedition
of
pleasure
,
and
that
her
presence
there
had
no
connexion
with
any
matters
of
business
or
profit
—
was
,
that
the
town
was
eight
miles
off
.
This
discouraging
information
a
little
dashed
the
child
,
who
could
scarcely
repress
a
tear
as
she
glanced
along
the
darkening
road
.
Her
grandfather
made
no
complaint
,
but
he
sighed
heavily
as
he
leaned
upon
his
staff
,
and
vainly
tried
to
pierce
the
dusty
distance
.
The
lady
of
the
caravan
was
in
the
act
of
gathering
her
tea
equipage
together
preparatory
to
clearing
the
table
,
but
noting
the
child
’
s
anxious
manner
she
hesitated
and
stopped
.
The
child
curtseyed
,
thanked
her
for
her
information
,
and
giving
her
hand
to
the
old
man
had
already
got
some
fifty
yards
or
so
away
,
when
the
lady
of
the
caravan
called
to
her
to
return
.
‘
Come
nearer
,
nearer
still
,
’
said
she
,
beckoning
to
her
to
ascend
the
steps
.
‘
Are
you
hungry
,
child
?
’
‘
Not
very
,
but
we
are
tired
,
and
it
’
s
—
it
is
a
long
way
.
’
‘
Well
,
hungry
or
not
,
you
had
better
have
some
tea
,
’
rejoined
her
new
acquaintance
.
‘
I
suppose
you
are
agreeable
to
that
,
old
gentleman
?
’
The
grandfather
humbly
pulled
off
his
hat
and
thanked
her
.
