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‘
Then
come
along
,
’
said
the
single
gentleman
.
And
thereupon
he
gave
his
arm
to
Kit
’
s
mother
,
handed
her
into
the
carriage
as
politely
as
you
please
,
and
took
his
seat
beside
her
Up
went
the
steps
,
bang
went
the
door
,
round
whirled
the
wheels
,
and
off
they
rattled
,
with
Kit
’
s
mother
hanging
out
at
one
window
waving
a
damp
pocket
-
handkerchief
and
screaming
out
a
great
many
messages
to
little
Jacob
and
the
baby
,
of
which
nobody
heard
a
word
.
Kit
stood
in
the
middle
of
the
road
,
and
looked
after
them
with
tears
in
his
eyes
—
not
brought
there
by
the
departure
he
witnessed
,
but
by
the
return
to
which
he
looked
forward
.
‘
They
went
away
,
’
he
thought
,
‘
on
foot
with
nobody
to
speak
to
them
or
say
a
kind
word
at
parting
,
and
they
’
ll
come
back
,
drawn
by
four
horses
,
with
this
rich
gentleman
for
their
friend
,
and
all
their
troubles
over
!
She
’
ll
forget
that
she
taught
me
to
write
—
’
Whatever
Kit
thought
about
after
this
,
took
some
time
to
think
of
,
for
he
stood
gazing
up
the
lines
of
shining
lamps
,
long
after
the
chaise
had
disappeared
,
and
did
not
return
into
the
house
until
the
Notary
and
Mr
Abel
,
who
had
themselves
lingered
outside
till
the
sound
of
the
wheels
was
no
longer
distinguishable
,
had
several
times
wondered
what
could
possibly
detain
him
.
It
behoves
us
to
leave
Kit
for
a
while
,
thoughtful
and
expectant
,
and
to
follow
the
fortunes
of
little
Nell
;
resuming
the
thread
of
the
narrative
at
the
point
where
it
was
left
,
some
chapters
back
.
In
one
of
those
wanderings
in
the
evening
time
,
when
,
following
the
two
sisters
at
a
humble
distance
,
she
felt
,
in
her
sympathy
with
them
and
her
recognition
in
their
trials
of
something
akin
to
her
own
loneliness
of
spirit
,
a
comfort
and
consolation
which
made
such
moments
a
time
of
deep
delight
,
though
the
softened
pleasure
they
yielded
was
of
that
kind
which
lives
and
dies
in
tears
—
in
one
of
those
wanderings
at
the
quiet
hour
of
twilight
,
when
sky
,
and
earth
,
and
air
,
and
rippling
water
,
and
sound
of
distant
bells
,
claimed
kindred
with
the
emotions
of
the
solitary
child
,
and
inspired
her
with
soothing
thoughts
,
but
not
of
a
child
’
s
world
or
its
easy
joys
—
in
one
of
those
rambles
which
had
now
become
her
only
pleasure
or
relief
from
care
,
light
had
faded
into
darkness
and
evening
deepened
into
night
,
and
still
the
young
creature
lingered
in
the
gloom
;
feeling
a
companionship
in
Nature
so
serene
and
still
,
when
noise
of
tongues
and
glare
of
garish
lights
would
have
been
solitude
indeed
.
The
sisters
had
gone
home
,
and
she
was
alone
.
She
raised
her
eyes
to
the
bright
stars
,
looking
down
so
mildly
from
the
wide
worlds
of
air
,
and
,
gazing
on
them
,
found
new
stars
burst
upon
her
view
,
and
more
beyond
,
and
more
beyond
again
,
until
the
whole
great
expanse
sparkled
with
shining
spheres
,
rising
higher
and
higher
in
immeasurable
space
,
eternal
in
their
numbers
as
in
their
changeless
and
incorruptible
existence
.
She
bent
over
the
calm
river
,
and
saw
them
shining
in
the
same
majestic
order
as
when
the
dove
beheld
them
gleaming
through
the
swollen
waters
,
upon
the
mountain
tops
down
far
below
,
and
dead
mankind
,
a
million
fathoms
deep
.
The
child
sat
silently
beneath
a
tree
,
hushed
in
her
very
breath
by
the
stillness
of
the
night
,
and
all
its
attendant
wonders
.
The
time
and
place
awoke
reflection
,
and
she
thought
with
a
quiet
hope
—
less
hope
,
perhaps
,
than
resignation
—
on
the
past
,
and
present
,
and
what
was
yet
before
her
.
Between
the
old
man
and
herself
there
had
come
a
gradual
separation
,
harder
to
bear
than
any
former
sorrow
.
Every
evening
,
and
often
in
the
day
-
time
too
,
he
was
absent
,
alone
;
and
although
she
well
knew
where
he
went
,
and
why
—
too
well
from
the
constant
drain
upon
her
scanty
purse
and
from
his
haggard
looks
—
he
evaded
all
inquiry
,
maintained
a
strict
reserve
,
and
even
shunned
her
presence
.
She
sat
meditating
sorrowfully
upon
this
change
,
and
mingling
it
,
as
it
were
,
with
everything
about
her
,
when
the
distant
church
-
clock
bell
struck
nine
.
Rising
at
the
sound
,
she
retraced
her
steps
,
and
turned
thoughtfully
towards
the
town
.
