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Chapter 39

           Shetorealongthenarrowpavement:elbowingthepassengersfromsidetoside;anddartingalmostunderthehorses’heads,crossedcrowdedstreets,whereclustersofpersonswereeagerlywatchingtheiropportunitytodothelike.

           ‘Thewomanismad!’saidthepeople,turningtolookafterherassherushedaway.

           Whenshereachedthemorewealthyquarterofthetown,thestreetswerecomparativelydeserted;andhereherheadlongprogressexcitedastillgreatercuriosityinthestragglerswhomshehurriedpast.Somequickenedtheirpacebehind,asthoughtoseewhithershewashasteningatsuchanunusualrate;andafewmadeheaduponher,andlookedback,surprisedatherundiminishedspeed;buttheyfelloffonebyone;andwhenshenearedherplaceofdestination,shewasalone.

           ItwasafamilyhotelinaquietbuthandsomestreetnearHydePark.Asthebrilliantlightofthelampwhichburntbeforeitsdoor,guidedhertothespot,theclockstruckeleven.Shehadloiteredforafewpacesasthoughirresolute,andmakinguphermindtoadvance;butthesounddeterminedher,andshesteppedintothehall.Theporter’sseatwasvacant.Shelookedroundwithanairofincertitude,andadvancedtowardsthestairs.

           ‘Now,youngwoman!’saidasmartly-dressedfemale,lookingoutfromadoorbehindher,‘whodoyouwanthere?’

           ‘Aladywhoisstoppinginthishouse,’answeredthegirl.

           ‘Alady!’wasthereply,accompaniedwithascornfullook.‘Whatlady?’

           ‘MissMaylie,’saidNancy.

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