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And
she
proceeded
to
prepare
the
meal
.
The
ladies
rose
;
they
seemed
about
to
withdraw
to
the
parlour
.
Till
this
moment
,
I
had
been
so
intent
on
watching
them
,
their
appearance
and
conversation
had
excited
in
me
so
keen
an
interest
,
I
had
half-forgotten
my
own
wretched
position
:
now
it
recurred
to
me
.
More
desolate
,
more
desperate
than
ever
,
it
seemed
from
contrast
.
And
how
impossible
did
it
appear
to
touch
the
inmates
of
this
house
with
concern
on
my
behalf
;
to
make
them
believe
in
the
truth
of
my
wants
and
woes
--
to
induce
them
to
vouchsafe
a
rest
for
my
wanderings
!
As
I
groped
out
the
door
,
and
knocked
at
it
hesitatingly
,
I
felt
that
last
idea
to
be
a
mere
chimera
.
Hannah
opened
.
"
What
do
you
want
?
"
she
inquired
,
in
a
voice
of
surprise
,
as
she
surveyed
me
by
the
light
of
the
candle
she
held
.
"
May
I
speak
to
your
mistresses
?
"
I
said
.
"
You
had
better
tell
me
what
you
have
to
say
to
them
.
Where
do
you
come
from
?
"
"
I
am
a
stranger
.
"
"
What
is
your
business
here
at
this
hour
?
"
"
I
want
a
night
's
shelter
in
an
out-house
or
anywhere
,
and
a
morsel
of
bread
to
eat
.
"
Distrust
,
the
very
feeling
I
dreaded
,
appeared
in
Hannah
's
face
.
"
I
'll
give
you
a
piece
of
bread
,
"
she
said
,
after
a
pause
;
"
but
we
ca
n't
take
in
a
vagrant
to
lodge
.
It
is
n't
likely
.
"
"
Do
let
me
speak
to
your
mistresses
.
"
