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"
It
is
a
large
sum
--
do
n't
you
think
there
is
a
mistake
?
"
"
No
mistake
at
all
.
"
Perhaps
you
have
read
the
figures
wrong
--
it
may
be
two
thousand
!
"
"
It
is
written
in
letters
,
not
figures
,
--
twenty
thousand
.
"
I
again
felt
rather
like
an
individual
of
but
average
gastronomical
powers
sitting
down
to
feast
alone
at
a
table
spread
with
provisions
for
a
hundred
.
Mr.
Rivers
rose
now
and
put
his
cloak
on
.
"
If
it
were
not
such
a
very
wild
night
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
would
send
Hannah
down
to
keep
you
company
:
you
look
too
desperately
miserable
to
be
left
alone
.
But
Hannah
,
poor
woman
!
could
not
stride
the
drifts
so
well
as
I
:
her
legs
are
not
quite
so
long
:
so
I
must
e
'
en
leave
you
to
your
sorrows
.
Good-night
.
"
He
was
lifting
the
latch
:
a
sudden
thought
occurred
to
me
.
"
Stop
one
minute
!
"
I
cried
.
"
Well
?
"
"
It
puzzles
me
to
know
why
Mr.
Briggs
wrote
to
you
about
me
;
or
how
he
knew
you
,
or
could
fancy
that
you
,
living
in
such
an
out-of-the-way
place
,
had
the
power
to
aid
in
my
discovery
.
"
"
Oh
!
I
am
a
clergyman
,
"
he
said
;
"
and
the
clergy
are
often
appealed
to
about
odd
matters
.
"
Again
the
latch
rattled
.
