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Chapter 44

           ‘IfHE’hepointedwithhisskinnyfore-fingerupthestairs‘issohardwithyou(he’sabrute,Nance,abrute-beast),whydon’tyou

           ‘Well?’saidthegirl,asFaginpaused,withhismouthalmosttouchingherear,andhiseyeslookingintohers.

           ‘Nomatterjustnow.We’lltalkofthisagain.Youhaveafriendinme,Nance;astaunchfriend.Ihavethemeansathand,quietandclose.Ifyouwantrevengeonthosethattreatyoulikeadoglikeadog!worsethanhisdog,forhehumourshimsometimescometome.Isay,cometome.Heisthemerehoundofaday,butyouknowmeofold,Nance.

           ‘Iknowyouwell,’repliedthegirls,withoutmanifestingtheleastemotion.‘Good-night.

           Sheshrankback,asFaginofferedtolayhishandonhers,butsaidgood-nightagain,inasteadyvoice,and,answeringhispartinglookwithanodofintelligence,closedthedoorbetweenthem.

           Faginwalkedtowardshishome,intentuponthethoughtsthatwereworkingwithinhisbrain.Hehadconceivedtheideanotfromwhathadjustpassedthoughthathadtendedtoconfirmhim,butslowlyandbydegreesthatNancy,weariedofthehousebreaker’sbrutality,hadconceivedanattachmentforsomenewfriend.Heralteredmanner,herrepeatedabsencesfromhomealone,hercomparativeindifferencetotheinterestsofthegangforwhichshehadoncebeensozealous,and,addedtothese,herdesperateimpatiencetoleavehomethatnightataparticularhour,allfavouredthesupposition,andrenderedit,tohimatleast,almostmatterofcertainty.

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