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Chapter 44

           Ineverwillcomplainifyouwillnot,butIhavesomesufferingindeed.’

           ‘Ah!poor,houseless,wandering,motherlesschild!’criedtheoldman,claspinghishandsandgazingasifforthefirsttimeuponheranxiousface,hertravel-staineddress,andbruisedandswollenfeet;‘hasallmyagonyofcarebroughthertothisatlast!WasIahappymanonce,andhaveIlosthappinessandallIhad,forthis!’

           ‘Ifwewereinthecountrynow,’saidthechild,withassumedcheerfulness,astheywalkedonlookingaboutthemforashelter,weshouldfindsomegoodoldtree,stretchingouthisgreenarmsasifhelovedus,andnoddingandrustlingasifhewouldhaveusfallasleep,thinkingofhimwhilehewatched.PleaseGod,weshallbetheresoon—to-morrowornextdayatthefarthest—andinthemeantimeletusthink,dear,thatitwasagoodthingwecamehere;forwearelostinthecrowdandhurryofthisplace,andifanycruelpeopleshouldpursueus,theycouldsurelynevertraceusfurther.There’scomfortinthat.Andhere’sadeepolddoorway—verydark,butquitedry,andwarmtoo,forthewinddon’tblowinhere—What’sthat!’

           Utteringahalfshriek,sherecoiledfromablackfigurewhichcamesuddenlyoutofthedarkrecessinwhichtheywereabouttotakerefuge,andstoodstill,lookingatthem.

           ‘Speakagain,’itsaid;‘doIknowthevoice?’

           ‘No,’repliedthechildtimidly;‘wearestrangers,andhavingnomoneyforanight’slodging,weregoingtoresthere.

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