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Chapter 16

           Sikesappearedtorepressarisingtendencytojealousy,and,claspingOliver’swristmorefirmly,toldhimtostepoutagain.

           ‘Waitaminute!’saidthegirl:‘Iwouldn’thurryby,ifitwasyouthatwascomingouttobehung,thenexttimeeighto’clockstruck,Bill.I’dwalkroundandroundtheplacetillIdropped,ifthesnowwasontheground,andIhadn’tashawltocoverme.

           ‘Andwhatgoodwouldthatdo?’inquiredtheunsentimentalMr.Sikes.‘Unlessyoucouldpitchoverafileandtwentyyardsofgoodstoutrope,youmightaswellbewalkingfiftymileoff,ornotwalkingatall,forallthegooditwoulddome.Comeon,anddon’tstandpreachingthere.

           Thegirlburstintoalaugh;drewhershawlmorecloselyroundher;andtheywalkedaway.ButOliverfeltherhandtremble,and,lookingupinherfaceastheypassedagas-lamp,sawthatithadturnedadeadlywhite.

           Theywalkedon,bylittle-frequentedanddirtyways,forafullhalf-hour:meetingveryfewpeople,andthoseappearingfromtheirlookstoholdmuchthesamepositioninsocietyasMr.Sikeshimself.Atlengththeyturnedintoaveryfilthynarrowstreet,nearlyfullofold-clothesshops;thedogrunningforward,asifconsciousthattherewasnofurtheroccasionforhiskeepingonguard,stoppedbeforethedoorofashopthatwasclosedandapparentlyuntenanted;thehousewasinaruinouscondition,andonthedoorwasnailedaboard,intimatingthatitwastolet:whichlookedasifithadhungthereformanyyears.

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