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Chapter 47

           Whereisshe?’

           Ashepropoundedthisquestion,whichKit’smotherechoed,somebodyinaroomnearathand,utteredagreatshriek,andastoutladyinawhitedresscamerunningtothedoor,andsupportedherselfuponthebridegroom’sarm.

           ‘Whereisshe!’criedthislady.‘Whatnewshaveyoubroughtme?Whathasbecomeofher?’

           Thesinglegentlemanstartedback,andgazeduponthefaceofthelateMrsJarley(thatmorningweddedtothephilosophicGeorge,totheeternalwrathanddespairofMrSlumthepoet),withlooksofconflictingapprehension,disappointment,andincredulity.Atlengthhestammeredout,

           ‘Iaskyouwheresheis?Whatdoyoumean?’

           ‘Ohsir!’criedthebride,‘Ifyouhavecomeheretodoheranygood,whyweren’tyouhereaweekago?’

           ‘Sheisnotnotdead?’saidthepersontowhomsheaddressedherself,turningverypale.

           ‘No,notsobadasthat.’

           ‘IthankGod!’criedthesinglegentlemanfeebly.‘Letmecomein.’

           Theydrewbacktoadmithim,andwhenhehadentered,closedthedoor.

           ‘Youseeinme,goodpeople,’hesaid,turningtothenewly-marriedcouple,‘onetowhomlifeitselfisnotdearerthanthetwopersonswhomIseek.Theywouldnotknowme.Myfeaturesarestrangetothem,butiftheyoreitherofthemarehere,takethisgoodwomanwithyou,andletthemseeherfirst,forhertheybothknow.Ifyoudenythemfromanymistakenregardorfearforthem,judgeofmyintentionsbytheirrecognitionofthispersonastheiroldhumblefriend.

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