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The
street
beyond
was
so
narrow
,
and
the
shadow
of
the
houses
on
one
side
of
the
way
so
deep
,
that
he
seemed
to
have
risen
out
of
the
earth
.
But
there
he
was
.
The
child
withdrew
into
a
dark
corner
,
and
saw
him
pass
close
to
her
.
He
had
a
stick
in
his
hand
,
and
,
when
he
had
got
clear
of
the
shadow
of
the
gateway
,
he
leant
upon
it
,
looked
back
—
directly
,
as
it
seemed
,
towards
where
she
stood
—
and
beckoned
.
To
her
?
oh
no
,
thank
God
,
not
to
her
;
for
as
she
stood
,
in
an
extremity
of
fear
,
hesitating
whether
to
scream
for
help
,
or
come
from
her
hiding
-
place
and
fly
,
before
he
should
draw
nearer
,
there
issued
slowly
forth
from
the
arch
another
figure
—
that
of
a
boy
—
who
carried
on
his
back
a
trunk
.
‘
Faster
,
sirrah
!
’
cried
Quilp
,
looking
up
at
the
old
gateway
,
and
showing
in
the
moonlight
like
some
monstrous
image
that
had
come
down
from
its
niche
and
was
casting
a
backward
glance
at
its
old
house
,
‘
faster
!
’
‘
It
’
s
a
dreadful
heavy
load
,
Sir
,
’
the
boy
pleaded
.
‘
I
’
ve
come
on
very
fast
,
considering
.
’
‘
You
have
come
fast
,
considering
!
’
retorted
Quilp
;
‘
you
creep
,
you
dog
,
you
crawl
,
you
measure
distance
like
a
worm
.
There
are
the
chimes
now
,
half
-
past
twelve
.
’
He
stopped
to
listen
,
and
then
turning
upon
the
boy
with
a
suddenness
and
ferocity
that
made
him
start
,
asked
at
what
hour
that
London
coach
passed
the
corner
of
the
road
.
The
boy
replied
,
at
one
.
‘
Come
on
then
,
’
said
Quilp
,
‘
or
I
shall
be
too
late
.
Faster
—
do
you
hear
me
?
Faster
.
’
The
boy
made
all
the
speed
he
could
,
and
Quilp
led
onward
,
constantly
turning
back
to
threaten
him
,
and
urge
him
to
greater
haste
.
Nell
did
not
dare
to
move
until
they
were
out
of
sight
and
hearing
,
and
then
hurried
to
where
she
had
left
her
grandfather
,
feeling
as
if
the
very
passing
of
the
dwarf
so
near
him
must
have
filled
him
with
alarm
and
terror
.
But
he
was
sleeping
soundly
,
and
she
softly
withdrew
.
As
she
was
making
her
way
to
her
own
bed
,
she
determined
to
say
nothing
of
this
adventure
,
as
upon
whatever
errand
the
dwarf
had
come
(
and
she
feared
it
must
have
been
in
search
of
them
)
it
was
clear
by
his
inquiry
about
the
London
coach
that
he
was
on
his
way
homeward
,
and
as
he
had
passed
through
that
place
,
it
was
but
reasonable
to
suppose
that
they
were
safer
from
his
inquiries
there
,
than
they
could
be
elsewhere
These
reflections
did
not
remove
her
own
alarm
,
for
she
had
been
too
much
terrified
to
be
easily
composed
,
and
felt
as
if
she
were
hemmed
in
by
a
legion
of
Quilps
,
and
the
very
air
itself
were
filled
with
them
.
