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Esther’s Narrative

           Twopoliceofficers,lookingintheirperfectlyneatuniformnotatalllikepeoplewhowereupallnight,werequietlywritingatadesk;andtheplaceseemedveryquietaltogether,exceptforsomebeatingandcallingoutatdistantdoorsunderground,towhichnobodypaidanyattention.Athirdmaninuniform,whomMr.Bucketcalledandtowhomhewhisperedhisinstructions,wentout;andthenthetwoothersadvisedtogetherwhileonewrotefromMr.Bucket’ssubdueddictation.Itwasadescriptionofmymotherthattheywerebusywith,forMr.Bucketbroughtittomewhenitwasdoneandreaditinawhisper.Itwasveryaccurateindeed.Thesecondofficer,whohadattendedtoitclosely,thencopieditoutandcalledinanothermaninuniform(therewereseveralinanouterroom),whotookitupandwentawaywithit.Allthiswasdonewiththegreatestdispatchandwithoutthewasteofamoment;yetnobodywasatallhurried.Assoonasthepaperwassentoutuponitstravels,thetwoofficersresumedtheirformerquietworkofwritingwithneatnessandcare.Mr.Bucketthoughtfullycameandwarmedthesolesofhisboots,firstoneandthentheother,atthefire."Areyouwellwrappedup,MissSummerson?"heaskedmeashiseyesmetmine."It’sadesperatesharpnightforayoungladytobeoutin."ItoldhimIcaredfornoweatherandwaswarmlyclothed."Itmaybealongjob,"heobserved;"butsothatitendswell,nevermind,miss.""Ipraytoheavenitmayendwell!"saidI.Henoddedcomfortingly."Yousee,whateveryoudo,don’tyougoandfretyourself.

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