stream。Atanyhourlaterthansunset，andnotleastatthathourwhenmostofthepeoplewhohaveanythingtoeatathomearegoinghometoeatit，andwhenmostofthosewhohavenothinghavehardlyyetslunkouttobegorsteal，itwasadesertedplaceandlookedonadesertedscene。
SuchwasthehourwhenClennamstoppedatthecorner，observingthegirlandthestrangemanastheywentdownthestreet。Theman’sfootstepsweresonoisyontheechoingstonesthathewasunwillingtoaddthesoundofhisown。Butwhentheyhadpassedtheturningandwereinthedarknessofthedarkcornerleadingtotheterrace，hemadeafterthemwithsuchindifferentappearanceofbeingacasualpassengeronhisway，ashecouldassume。
Whenheroundedthedarkcorner，theywerewalkingalongtheterracetowardsafigurewhichwascomingtowardsthem。Ifhehadseenitbyitself，undersuchconditionsofgas-lamp，mist，anddistance，hemightnothaveknownitatfirstsight，butwiththefigureofthegirltoprompthim，heatoncerecognisedMissWade。
Hestoppedatthecorner，seemingtolookbackexpectantlyupthestreetasifhehadmadeanappointmentwithsomeonetomeethimthere；buthekeptacarefuleyeonthethree。Whentheycametogether，themantookoffhishat，andmadeMissWadeabow。Thegirlappearedtosayafewwordsasthoughshepresentedhim，oraccountedforhisbeinglate，orearly，orwhatnot；andthenfellapaceorsobehind，byherself。MissWadeandthemanthenbegantowalkupanddown；themanhavingtheappearanceofbeingextremelycourteousandcomplimentaryinmanner；MissWadehavingtheappearanceofbeingextremelyhaughty。
Whentheycamedowntothecornerandturned，shewassaying，’IfIpinchmyselfforit，sir，thatismybusiness。Confineyourselftoyours，andaskmenoquestion。’