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Kit
murmured
something
rather
rambling
and
unintelligible
,
but
he
plainly
pronounced
the
words
‘
Miss
Nell
,
’
three
or
four
times
—
shaking
his
head
while
he
did
so
,
as
if
he
would
add
that
there
was
no
hope
of
that
.
But
Mr
Garland
,
instead
of
saying
‘
Try
again
,
’
as
Kit
had
made
sure
he
would
,
told
him
very
seriously
,
that
he
had
guessed
right
.
‘
The
place
of
their
retreat
is
indeed
discovered
,
’
he
said
,
‘
at
last
.
And
that
is
our
journey
’
s
end
.
’
Kit
faltered
out
such
questions
as
,
where
was
it
,
and
how
had
it
been
found
,
and
how
long
since
,
and
was
she
well
and
happy
?
‘
Happy
she
is
,
beyond
all
doubt
,
’
said
Mr
Garland
.
‘
And
well
,
I
—
I
trust
she
will
be
soon
.
She
has
been
weak
and
ailing
,
as
I
learn
,
but
she
was
better
when
I
heard
this
morning
,
and
they
were
full
of
hope
.
Sit
you
down
,
and
you
shall
hear
the
rest
.
’
Scarcely
venturing
to
draw
his
breath
,
Kit
did
as
he
was
told
.
Mr
Garland
then
related
to
him
,
how
he
had
a
brother
(
of
whom
he
would
remember
to
have
heard
him
speak
,
and
whose
picture
,
taken
when
he
was
a
young
man
,
hung
in
the
best
room
)
,
and
how
this
brother
lived
a
long
way
off
,
in
a
country
-
place
,
with
an
old
clergyman
who
had
been
his
early
friend
.
How
,
although
they
loved
each
other
as
brothers
should
,
they
had
not
met
for
many
years
,
but
had
communicated
by
letter
from
time
to
time
,
always
looking
forward
to
some
period
when
they
would
take
each
other
by
the
hand
once
more
,
and
still
letting
the
Present
time
steal
on
,
as
it
was
the
habit
for
men
to
do
,
and
suffering
the
Future
to
melt
into
the
Past
.
How
this
brother
,
whose
temper
was
very
mild
and
quiet
and
retiring
—
such
as
Mr
Abel
’
s
—
was
greatly
beloved
by
the
simple
people
among
whom
he
dwelt
,
who
quite
revered
the
Bachelor
(
for
so
they
called
him
)
,
and
had
every
one
experienced
his
charity
and
benevolence
How
even
those
slight
circumstances
had
come
to
his
knowledge
,
very
slowly
and
in
course
of
years
,
for
the
Bachelor
was
one
of
those
whose
goodness
shuns
the
light
,
and
who
have
more
pleasure
in
discovering
and
extolling
the
good
deeds
of
others
,
than
in
trumpeting
their
own
,
be
they
never
so
commendable
.
How
,
for
that
reason
,
he
seldom
told
them
of
his
village
friends
;
but
how
,
for
all
that
,
his
mind
had
become
so
full
of
two
among
them
—
a
child
and
an
old
man
,
to
whom
he
had
been
very
kind
—
that
,
in
a
letter
received
a
few
days
before
,
he
had
dwelt
upon
them
from
first
to
last
,
and
had
told
such
a
tale
of
their
wandering
,
and
mutual
love
,
that
few
could
read
it
without
being
moved
to
tears
.
How
he
,
the
recipient
of
that
letter
,
was
directly
led
to
the
belief
that
these
must
be
the
very
wanderers
for
whom
so
much
search
had
been
made
,
and
whom
Heaven
had
directed
to
his
brother
’
s
care
.
How
he
had
written
for
such
further
information
as
would
put
the
fact
beyond
all
doubt
;
how
it
had
that
morning
arrived
;
had
confirmed
his
first
impression
into
a
certainty
;
and
was
the
immediate
cause
of
that
journey
being
planned
,
which
they
were
to
take
to
-
morrow
.
‘
In
the
meantime
,
’
said
the
old
gentleman
rising
,
and
laying
his
hand
on
Kit
’
s
shoulder
,
‘
you
have
a
great
need
of
rest
;
for
such
a
day
as
this
would
wear
out
the
strongest
man
.
Good
night
,
and
Heaven
send
our
journey
may
have
a
prosperous
ending
!
’
Kit
was
no
sluggard
next
morning
,
but
,
springing
from
his
bed
some
time
before
day
,
began
to
prepare
for
his
welcome
expedition
.
The
hurry
of
spirits
consequent
upon
the
events
of
yesterday
,
and
the
unexpected
intelligence
he
had
heard
at
night
,
had
troubled
his
sleep
through
the
long
dark
hours
,
and
summoned
such
uneasy
dreams
about
his
pillow
that
it
was
best
to
rise
.
