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Chapter 35

           ‘Theytookthisway?’demandedHarry:‘areyousure?’

           ‘AsIamthatthemenwereatthewindow,’repliedOliver,pointingdown,ashespoke,tothehedgewhichdividedthecottage-gardenfromthemeadow.‘Thetallmanleapedover,justthere;andtheJew,runningafewpacestotheright,creptthroughthatgap.

           ThetwogentlemenwatchedOliver’searnestface,ashespoke,andlookingfromhimtoeachother,seemedtofellsatisfiedoftheaccuracyofwhathesaid.Still,innodirectionwerethereanyappearancesofthetramplingofmeninhurriedflight.Thegrasswaslong;butitwastroddendownnowhere,savewheretheirownfeethadcrushedit.Thesidesandbrinksoftheditcheswereofdampclay;butinnooneplacecouldtheydiscerntheprintofmen’sshoes,ortheslightestmarkwhichwouldindicatethatanyfeethadpressedthegroundforhoursbefore.

           ‘Thisisstrange!’saidHarry.

           ‘Strange?’echoedthedoctor.‘BlathersandDuff,themselves,couldmakenothingofit.

           Notwithstandingtheevidentlyuselessnatureoftheirsearch,theydidnotdesistuntilthecomingonofnightrendereditsfurtherprosecutionhopeless;andeventhen,theygaveitupwithreluctance.Gileswasdispatchedtothedifferentale-housesinthevillage,furnishedwiththebestdescriptionOlivercouldgiveoftheappearanceanddressofthestrangers.

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