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Chapter 29. Mrs Flintwinch goes on Dreaming

           

           Themanwasdressedlikeatraveller,inaforagingcapwithfuraboutit,andaheapofcloak.Helookedlikeaforeigner.Hehadaquantityofhairandmoustache—jetblack,exceptattheshaggyends,whereithadatingeofred—andahighhooknose.HelaughedatMistressAffery’sstartandcry;andashelaughed,hismoustachewentupunderhisnose,andhisnosecamedownoverhismoustache.

           ‘What’sthematter?’heaskedinplainEnglish.‘Whatareyoufrightenedat?’

           ‘Atyou,’pantedAffery.

           ‘Me,madam?’

           ‘Andthedismalevening,and—andeverything,’saidAffery.‘Andhere!Thewindhasbeenandblownthedoorto,andIcan’tgetin.’

           ‘Hah!’saidthegentleman,whotookthatverycoolly.‘Indeed!DoyouknowsuchanameasClennamabouthere?’

           ‘Lordblessus,IshouldthinkIdid,IshouldthinkIdid!’criedAffery,exasperatedintoanewwringingofhandsbytheinquiry.

           ‘Whereabouthere?’

           ‘Where!’criedAffery,goadedintoanotherinspectionofthekeyhole.‘Wherebuthereinthishouse?Andshe’sallaloneinherroom,andlosttheuseofherlimbsandcan’tstirtohelpherselforme,andt’othercleverone’sout,andLordforgiveme!’criedAffery,drivenintoafranticdancebytheseaccumulatedconsiderations,‘ifIain’ta-goingheadlongoutofmymind!’

           Takingawarmerviewofthematternowthatitconcernedhimself,thegentlemansteppedbacktoglanceatthehouse,andhiseyesoonrestedonthelongnarrowwindowofthelittleroomnearthehall-door.

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