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‘
Holloa
!
’
said
the
man
roughly
.
‘
What
’
s
the
matter
here
?
’
‘
We
were
only
asleep
,
Sir
,
’
said
Nell
.
‘
We
have
been
walking
all
night
.
’
‘
A
pair
of
queer
travellers
to
be
walking
all
night
,
’
observed
the
man
who
had
first
accosted
them
.
‘
One
of
you
is
a
trifle
too
old
for
that
sort
of
work
,
and
the
other
a
trifle
too
young
.
Where
are
you
going
?
’
Nell
faltered
,
and
pointed
at
hazard
towards
the
West
,
upon
which
the
man
inquired
if
she
meant
a
certain
town
which
he
named
.
Nell
,
to
avoid
more
questioning
,
said
‘
Yes
,
that
was
the
place
.
’
‘
Where
have
you
come
from
?
’
was
the
next
question
;
and
this
being
an
easier
one
to
answer
,
Nell
mentioned
the
name
of
the
village
in
which
their
friend
the
schoolmaster
dwelt
,
as
being
less
likely
to
be
known
to
the
men
or
to
provoke
further
inquiry
.
‘
I
thought
somebody
had
been
robbing
and
ill
-
using
you
,
might
be
,
’
said
the
man
.
‘
That
’
s
all
.
Good
day
.
’
Returning
his
salute
and
feeling
greatly
relieved
by
his
departure
,
Nell
looked
after
him
as
he
mounted
one
of
the
horses
,
and
the
boat
went
on
.
It
had
not
gone
very
far
,
when
it
stopped
again
,
and
she
saw
the
men
beckoning
to
her
.
‘
Did
you
call
to
me
?
’
said
Nell
,
running
up
to
them
.
‘
You
may
go
with
us
if
you
like
,
’
replied
one
of
those
in
the
boat
.
‘
We
’
re
going
to
the
same
place
.
’
The
child
hesitated
for
a
moment
.
