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Chapter 22. Who passes by this Road so late?

           ‘AthousandthankstoHeaven!Accursedassassin!’

           ‘Notso,’returnedClennam;‘foruntilsomethingmoreisheardofhim,Icanneverknowanhour’speace.’

           ‘Enough,Benefactor;thatisquiteanotherthing.Amillionofexcuses!’

           ‘Now,Cavalletto,’saidClennam,gentlyturninghimbythearm,sothattheylookedintoeachother’seyes.‘IamcertainthatforthelittleIhavebeenabletodoforyou,youarethemostsincerelygratefulofmen.’

           ‘Iswearit!’criedtheother.

           ‘Iknowit.Ifyoucouldfindthisman,ordiscoverwhathasbecomeofhim,orgainanylaterintelligencewhateverofhim,youwouldrendermeaserviceaboveanyotherserviceIcouldreceiveintheworld,andwouldmakeme(withfargreaterreason)asgratefultoyouasyouaretome.’

           ‘Iknownotwheretolook,’criedthelittleman,kissingArthur’shandinatransport.‘Iknownotwheretobegin.Iknownotwheretogo.But,courage!Enough!Itmattersnot!Igo,inthisinstantoftime!’

           ‘Notawordtoanyonebutme,Cavalletto.’

           ‘Al-tro!’criedCavalletto.Andwasgonewithgreatspeed.

           

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