Холодный дом

The Appointed Time

           Thechairsandtable,andthebottlesorarelyabsentfromthetable,allstandasusual.Ononechair-backhangtheoldman’shairycapandcoat."Look!"whispersthelodger,pointinghisfriend’sattentiontotheseobjectswithatremblingfinger."Itoldyouso.WhenIsawhimlast,hetookhiscapoff,tookoutthelittlebundleofoldletters,hunghiscaponthebackofthechairhiscoatwastherealready,forhehadpulledthatoffbeforehewenttoputtheshuttersupandIlefthimturningthelettersoverinhishand,standingjustwherethatcrumbledblackthingisuponthefloor."Ishehangingsomewhere?Theylookup.No."See!"whispersTony."Atthefootofthesamechairthereliesadirtybitofthinredcordthattheytieuppenswith.Thatwentroundtheletters.Heundiditslowly,leeringandlaughingatme,beforehebegantoturnthemover,andthrewitthere.Isawitfall.""What’sthematterwiththecat?"saysMr.Guppy."Lookather!""Mad,Ithink.Andnowonderinthisevilplace."Theyadvanceslowly,lookingatallthesethings.Thecatremainswheretheyfoundher,stillsnarlingatthesomethingonthegroundbeforethefireandbetweenthetwochairs.Whatisit?Holdupthelight

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