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Chapter 39

           Themomentthenoiseceased,sheglidedfromtheroom;ascendedthestairswithincrediblesoftnessandsilence;andwaslostinthegloomabove.

           Theroomremaineddesertedforaquarterofanhourormore;thegirlglidedbackwiththesameunearthlytread;and,immediatelyafterwards,thetwomenwerehearddescending.Monkswentatonceintothestreet;andtheJewcrawledupstairsagainforthemoney.Whenhereturned,thegirlwasadjustinghershawlandbonnet,asifpreparingtobegone.

           ‘Why,Nance!,’exclaimedtheJew,startingbackasheputdownthecandle,‘howpaleyouare!’

           ‘Pale!’echoedthegirl,shadinghereyeswithherhands,asiftolooksteadilyathim.

           ‘Quitehorrible.Whathaveyoubeendoingtoyourself?’

           ‘NothingthatIknowof,exceptsittinginthiscloseplaceforIdon’tknowhowlongandall,’repliedthegirlcarelessly.‘Come!Letmegetback;that’sadear.

           Withasighforeverypieceofmoney,Fagintoldtheamountintoherhand.Theypartedwithoutmoreconversation,merelyinterchanginga‘good-night.

           Whenthegirlgotintotheopenstreet,shesatdownuponadoorstep;andseemed,forafewmoments,whollybewilderedandunabletopursueherway.Suddenlyshearose;andhurryingon,inadirectionquiteoppositetothatinwhichSikeswasawaitingherreturned,quickenedherpace,untilitgraduallyresolvedintoaviolentrun.

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