Лавка древностей

Chapter 41

           So,almostwishingthathehadnotpassedit,thoughhardlyknowingwhy,hehurriedonagain,makingupbyhisincreasedspeedforthefewmomentshehadlost.

           ‘Now,ifsheshouldbeout,’thoughtKit,asheapproachedthepoordwellingofhismother,‘andInotabletofindher,thisimpatientgentlemanwouldbeinaprettytaking.Andsureenoughthere’snolight,andthedoor’sfast.Now,Godforgivemeforsayingso,butifthisisLittleBethel’sdoing,IwishLittleBethelwaswasfartheroff,’saidKitcheckinghimself,andknockingatthedoor.

           Asecondknockbroughtnoreplyfromwithinthehouse;butcausedawomanoverthewaytolookoutandinquirewhothatwas,awantingMrsNubbles.

           ‘Me,’saidKit.‘She’satatLittleBethel,Isuppose?’gettingoutthenameoftheobnoxiousconventiclewithsomereluctance,andlayingaspitefulemphasisuponthewords.

           Theneighbournoddedassent.

           ‘Thenpraytellmewhereitis,’saidKit,‘forIhavecomeonapressingmatter,andmustfetchherout,evenifshewasinthepulpit.’

           Itwasnotveryeasytoprocureadirectiontothefoldinquestion,asnoneoftheneighbourswereoftheflockthatresortedthither,andfewknewanythingmoreofitthanthename.Atlast,agossipofMrsNubbles’s,whohadaccompaniedhertochapelononeortwooccasionswhenacomfortablecupofteahadprecededherdevotions,furnishedtheneedfulinformation,whichKithadnosoonerobtainedthanhestartedoffagain.

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