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Chapter 11
Hehadtogotobusiness:whyshouldotherpeoplestopinbedmerelybecauseitwasdarkandfoggy!
AtlengthhereachedHolborn. Notashutterwasdown!notabuswasabout!Therewerethreemeninsight,oneofwhomwasapoliceman;amarket-cartfullofcabbages,andadilapidatedlookingcab. Georgepulledouthiswatchandlookedatit:itwasfiveminutestonine!Hestoodstillandcountedhispulse. Hestoopeddownandfelthislegs. Then,withhiswatchstillinhishand,hewentuptothepoliceman,andaskedhimifheknewwhatthetimewas.
"What’sthetime?"saidtheman,eyeingGeorgeupanddownwithevidentsuspicion;"why,ifyoulistenyouwillhearitstrike."
Georgelistened,andaneighbouringclockimmediatelyobliged.
"Butit’sonlygonethree!"saidGeorgeinaninjuredtone,whenithadfinished.
"Well,andhowmanydidyouwantittogo?"repliedtheconstable.
"Why,nine,"saidGeorge,showinghiswatch.
"Doyouknowwhereyoulive?"saidtheguardianofpublicorder,severely.
Georgethought,andgavetheaddress.
"Oh!that’swhereitis,isit?"repliedtheman;"well,youtakemyadviceandgotherequietly,andtakethatwatchofyourswithyou;anddon’tlet’shaveanymoreofit."
AndGeorgewenthomeagain,musingashewalkedalong,andlethimselfin.