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Ogden
broke
off
.
The
jingling
,
clopping
sounds
of
horses
and
loud
,
laughing
voices
were
drifting
in
through
the
open
window
.
Apparently
the
winding
lane
to
the
village
passed
very
close
to
the
copse
where
the
house
stood
.
Gaunt
froze
,
listening
,
his
eyes
wide
.
Morfin
hissed
and
turned
his
face
toward
the
sounds
,
his
expression
hungry
.
Merope
raised
her
head
.
Her
face
,
Harry
saw
,
was
starkly
white
.
"
My
God
,
what
an
eyesore
!
"
rang
out
a
girl
's
voice
,
as
clearly
audible
through
the
open
window
as
if
she
had
stood
in
the
room
beside
them
.
"
Could
n't
your
father
have
that
hovel
cleared
away
,
Tom
?
"
"
It
's
not
ours
,
"
said
a
young
man
's
voice
.
"
Everything
on
the
other
side
of
the
valley
belongs
to
us
,
but
that
cottage
belongs
to
an
old
tramp
called
Gaunt
,
and
his
children
.
The
son
's
quite
mad
,
you
should
hear
some
of
the
stories
they
tell
in
the
village
--
"
The
girl
laughed
.
The
jingling
,
clopping
noises
were
growing
louder
and
louder
.
Morfin
made
to
get
out
of
his
armchair
.
"
Keep
your
seat
,
"
said
his
father
warningly
,
in
Parseltongue
.
"
Tom
,
"
said
the
girl
's
voice
again
,
now
so
close
they
were
clearly
right
beside
the
house
,
"
I
might
be
wrong
--
but
has
somebody
nailed
a
snake
to
that
door
?
"
"
Good
lord
,
you
're
right
!
"
said
the
man
's
voice
.
"
That
'll
be
the
son
,
I
told
you
he
's
not
right
in
the
head
.
Do
n't
look
at
it
,
Cecilia
,
darling
.
"
The
jingling
and
clopping
sounds
were
now
growing
fainter
again
.
"
'D
arling
,
'
"
whispered
Morfin
in
Parseltongue
,
looking
at
his
sister
.
"
'D
arling
,
he
called
her
.
So
he
would
n't
have
you
anyway
.
"
Merope
was
so
white
Harry
felt
sure
she
was
going
to
faint
.
