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’
You
must
get
up
now
,
and
get
ready
.
I
’
m
just
goin
’
ter
look
round
outside
.
’
She
saw
him
go
reconnoitring
into
the
lane
,
with
dog
and
gun
.
She
went
downstairs
and
washed
,
and
was
ready
by
the
time
he
came
back
,
with
the
few
things
in
the
little
silk
bag
.
He
locked
up
,
and
they
set
off
,
but
through
the
wood
,
not
down
the
lane
.
He
was
being
wary
.
’
Don
’
t
you
think
one
lives
for
times
like
last
night
?
’
she
said
to
him
.
’
Ay
!
But
there
’
s
the
rest
o
’
times
to
think
on
,
’
he
replied
,
rather
short
.
They
plodded
on
down
the
overgrown
path
,
he
in
front
,
in
silence
.
’
And
we
will
live
together
and
make
a
life
together
,
won
’
t
we
?
’
she
pleaded
.
’
Ay
!
’
he
replied
,
striding
on
without
looking
round
.
’
When
t
’
time
comes
!
Just
now
you
’
re
off
to
Venice
or
somewhere
.
’
She
followed
him
dumbly
,
with
sinking
heart
.
Oh
,
now
she
was
wae
to
go
!
At
last
he
stopped
.
