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Chapter 38

           ‘Oneverybody’saccount,youngman;onmyown,youknow,Mr.Monks.

           ‘Iamglad,foryoursake,tohearit,’remarkedMonks.‘Lightyourlantern!Andgetawayfromhereasfastasyoucan.

           Itwasfortunatethattheconversationterminatedatthispoint,orMr.Bumble,whohadbowedhimselftowithinsixinchesoftheladder,wouldinfalliblyhavepitchedheadlongintotheroombelow.HelightedhislanternfromthatwhichMonkshaddetachedfromtherope,andnowcarriedinhishand;andmakingnoefforttoprolongthediscourse,descendedinsilence,followedbyhiswife.Monksbroughtuptherear,afterpausingonthestepstosatisfyhimselfthattherewerenoothersoundstobeheardthanthebeatingoftherainwithout,andtherushingofthewater.

           Theytraversedthelowerroom,slowly,andwithcaution;forMonksstartedateveryshadow;andMr.Bumble,holdinghislanternafootabovetheground,walkednotonlywithremarkablecare,butwithamarvellouslylightstepforagentlemanofhisfigure:lookingnervouslyabouthimforhiddentrap-doors.Thegateatwhichtheyhadentered,wassoftlyunfastenedandopenedbyMonks;merelyexchanginganodwiththeirmysteriousacquaintance,themarriedcoupleemergedintothewetanddarknessoutside.

           Theywerenosoonergone,thanMonks,whoappearedtoentertainaninvinciblerepugnancetobeingleftalone,calledtoaboywhohadbeenhiddensomewherebelow.Biddinghimgofirst,andbearthelight,hereturnedtothechamberhehadjustquitted.

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