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Chapter 38

           Itwasbeforethisruinousbuildingthattheworthycouplepaused,asthefirstpealofdistantthunderreverberatedintheair,andtheraincommencedpouringviolentlydown.

           ‘Theplaceshouldbesomewherehere,’saidBumble,consultingascrapofpaperheheldinhishand.

           ‘Halloathere!’criedavoicefromabove.

           Followingthesound,Mr.Bumbleraisedhisheadanddescriedamanlookingoutofadoor,breast-high,onthesecondstory.

           ‘Standstill,aminute,’criedthevoice;‘I’llbewithyoudirectly.Withwhichtheheaddisappeared,andthedoorclosed.

           ‘Isthattheman?’askedMr.Bumble’sgoodlady.

           Mr.Bumblenoddedintheaffirmative.

           ‘Then,mindwhatItoldyou,’saidthematron:‘andbecarefultosayaslittleasyoucan,oryou’llbetrayusatonce.

           Mr.Bumble,whohadeyedthebuildingwithveryruefullooks,wasapparentlyabouttoexpresssomedoubtsrelativetotheadvisabilityofproceedinganyfurtherwiththeenterprisejustthen,whenhewaspreventedbytheappearanceofMonks:whoopenedasmalldoor,nearwhichtheystood,andbeckonedtheminwards.

           ‘Comein!’hecriedimpatiently,stampinghisfootupontheground.‘Don’tkeepmehere!’

           Thewoman,whohadhesitatedatfirst,walkedboldlyin,withoutanyotherinvitation.Mr.Bumble,whowasashamedorafraidtolagbehind,followed:obviouslyveryillateaseandwithscarcelyanyofthatremarkabledignitywhichwasusuallyhischiefcharacteristic.

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