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  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。’

  ’ByHeaven,ma’am!’hereplied,makingheranotherbow。’Itwasmyprofoundrespectforthestrengthofyourcharacter,andmyadmirationofyourbeauty。’

  ’Iwantneithertheonenortheotherfromanyone,’saidshe,’andcertainlynotfromyouofallcreatures。Goonwithyourreport。’

  ’AmIpardoned?’heasked,withanairofhalfabashedgallantry。

  ’Youarepaid,’shesaid,’andthatisallyouwant。’

  Whetherthegirlhungbehindbecauseshewasnottohearthebusiness,orasalreadyknowingenoughaboutit,Clennamcouldnotdetermine。Theyturnedandsheturned。Shelookedawayattheriver,asshewalkedwithherhandsfoldedbeforeher;andthatwasallhecouldmakeofherwithoutshowinghisface。Therehappened,bygoodfortune,tobealoungerreallywaitingforsomeone;andhesometimeslookedovertherailingatthewater,andsometimescametothedarkcornerandlookedupthestreet,renderingArthurlessconspicuous。

  WhenMissWadeandthemancamebackagain,shewassaying,’Youmustwaituntilto-morrow。’

  ’Athousandpardons?’hereturned。’Myfaith!Thenit’snotconvenientto-night?’

  ’No。ItellyouImustgetitbeforeIcangiveittoyou。’

  Shestoppedintheroadway,asiftoputanendtotheconference。

  Heofcoursestoppedtoo。Andthegirlstopped。

  ’It’salittleinconvenient,’saidtheman。’Alittle。But,HolyBlue!that’snothinginsuchaservice。Iamwithoutmoneyto-

  night,bychance。Ihaveagoodbankerinthiscity,butIwouldnotwishtodrawuponthehouseuntilthetimewhenIshalldrawforaroundsum。’

  ’Harriet,’saidMissWade,’arrangewithhim——thisgentlemanhere——

  forsendinghimsomemoneyto-morrow。’Shesaiditwithaslurofthewordgentlemanwhichwasmorecontemptuousthananyemphasis,andwalkedslowlyon。

  Themanbenthisheadagain,andthegirlspoketohimastheybothfollowedher。ClennamventuredtolookatthegirlastheyMovedaway。Hecouldnotethatherrichblackeyeswerefasteneduponthemanwithascrutinisingexpression,andthatshekeptatalittledistancefromhim,astheywalkedsidebysidetothefurtherendoftheterrace。

  Aloudandalteredclankuponthepavementwarnedhim,beforehecoulddiscernwhatwaspassingthere,thatthemanwascomingbackalone。Clennamloungedintotheroad,towardstherailing;andthemanpassedataquickswing,withtheendofhiscloakthrownoverhisshoulder,singingascrapofaFrenchsong。

  Thewholevistahadnooneinitnowbuthimself。Theloungerhadloungedoutofview,andMissWadeandTattycoramweregone。Morethaneverbentonseeingwhatbecameofthem,andonhavingsomeinformationtogivehisgoodfriend,MrMeagles,hewentoutatthefurtherendoftheterrace,lookingcautiouslyabouthim。Herightlyjudgedthat,atfirstatallevents,theywouldgoinacontrarydirectionfromtheirlatecompanion。Hesoonsawtheminaneighbouringbye-street,whichwasnotathoroughfare,evidentlyallowingtimeforthemantogetwelloutoftheirway。Theywalkedleisurelyarm-in-armdownonesideofthestreet,andreturnedontheoppositeside。Whentheycamebacktothestreet-

  corner,theychangedtheirpaceforthepaceofpeoplewithanobjectandadistancebeforethem,andwalkedsteadilyaway。

  Clennam,nolesssteadily,kepttheminsight。

  TheycrossedtheStrand,andpassedthroughCoventGardenunderthewindowsofhisoldlodgingwheredearLittleDorrithadcomethatnight,andslantedawaynorth-east,untiltheypassedthegreatbuildingwhenceTattycoramderivedhername,andturnedintotheGray’sInnRoad。Clennamwasquiteathomehere,inrightofFlora,nottomentionthePatriarchandPancks,andkepttheminviewwithease。Hewasbeginningtowonderwheretheymightbegoingnext,whenthatwonderwaslostinthegreaterwonderwithwhichhesawthemturnintothePatriarchalstreet。ThatwonderwasinitsturnswalloweduponthegreaterwonderwithwhichhesawthemstopatthePatriarchaldoor。Alowdoubleknockatthebrightbrassknocker,agleamoflightintotheroadfromtheopeneddoor,abriefpauseforinquiryandanswerandthedoorwasshut,andtheywerehoused。

  Afterlookingatthesurroundingobjectsforassurancethathewasnotinanodddream,andafterpacingalittlewhilebeforethehouse,Arthurknockedatthedoor。Itwasopenedbytheusualmaid-servant,andsheshowedhimupatonce,withherusualalacrity,toFlora’ssitting-room。

  TherewasnoonewithFlorabutMrF。’sAunt,whichrespectablegentlewoman,baskinginabalmyatmosphereofteaandtoast,wasensconcedinaneasy-chairbythefireside,withalittletableatherelbow,andacleanwhitehandkerchiefspreadoverherlaponwhichtwopiecesoftoastatthatmomentawaitedconsumption。

  Bendingoverasteamingvesseloftea,andlookingthroughthesteam,andbreathingforththesteam,likeamalignantChineseenchantressengagedintheperformanceofunholyrites,MrF。’sAuntputdownhergreatteacupandexclaimed,’Drathim,ifhean’tcomebackagain!’

  ItwouldseemfromtheforegoingexclamationthatthisuncompromisingrelativeofthelamentedMrF。,measuringtimebytheacutenessofhersensationsandnotbytheclock,supposedClennamtohavelatelygoneaway;whereasatleastaquarterofayearhadelapsedsincehehadhadthetemeritytopresenthimselfbeforeher。

  ’MygoodnessArthur!’criedFlora,risingtogivehimacordialreception,’DoyceandClennamwhatastartandasurpriseforthoughnotfarfromthemachineryandfoundrybusinessandsurelymightbetakensometimesifatnoothertimeaboutmid-daywhenaglassofsherryandahumblesandwichofwhatevercoldmeatinthelardermightnotcomeamissnortastetheworseforbeingfriendlyforyouknowyoubuyitsomewhereandwhereverboughtaprofitmustbemadeortheywouldneverkeeptheplaceitstandstoreasonwithoutamotivestillneverseenandlearntnownottobeexpected,forasMrF。himselfsaidifseeingisbelievingnotseeingisbelievingtooandwhenyoudon’tseeyoumayfullybelieveyou’renotrememberednotthatIexpectyouArthurDoyceandClennamtoremembermewhyshouldIforthedaysaregonebutbringanotherteacupheredirectlyandtellherfreshtoastandpraysitnearthefire。’

  Arthurwasinthegreatestanxietytoexplaintheobjectofhisvisit;butwasputoffforthemoment,inspiteofhimself,bywhatheunderstoodofthereproachfulpurportofthesewords,andbythegenuinepleasureshetestifiedinseeinghim。

  ’Andnowpraytellmesomethingallyouknow,’saidFlora,drawingherchairneartohis,’aboutthegooddearquietlittlethingandallthechangesofherfortunescarriagepeoplenownodoubtandhorseswithoutnumbermostromantic,acoatofarmsofcourseandwildbeastsontheirhindlegsshowingitasifitwasacopytheyhaddonewithmouthsfromeartoeargoodgracious,andhassheherhealthwhichisthefirstconsiderationafterallforwhatiswealthwithoutitMrF。himselfsooftensayingwhenhistwingescamethatsixpenceadayandfindyourselfandnogoutsomuchpreferable,notthathecouldhavelivedonanythinglikeitbeingthelastmanorthatthepreviouslittlethingthoughfartoofamiliaranexpressionnowhadanytendencyofthatsortmuchtooslightandsmallbutlookedsofragileblessher?’

  MrF。’sAunt,whohadeatenapieceoftoastdowntothecrust,heresolemnlyhandedthecrusttoFlora,whoateitforherasamatterofbusiness。MrF。’sAuntthenmoistenedhertenfingersinslowsuccessionatherlips,andwipedtheminexactlythesameorderonthewhitehandkerchief;thentooktheotherpieceoftoast,andfelltoworkuponit。Whilepursuingthisroutine,shelookedatClennamwithanexpressionofsuchintenseseveritythathefeltobligedtolookatherinreturn,againsthispersonalinclinations。

  ’SheisinItaly,withallherfamily,Flora,’hesaid,whenthedreadedladywasoccupiedagain。

  ’InItalyisshereally?’saidFlora,’withthegrapesgrowingeverywhereandlavanecklacesandbraceletstoothatlandofpoetrywithburningmountainspicturesquebeyondbeliefthoughiftheorgan-boyscomeawayfromtheneighbourhoodnottobescorchednobodycanwonderbeingsoyoungandbringingtheirwhitemicewiththemmosthumane,andisshereallyinthatfavouredlandwithnothingbutblueaboutheranddyinggladiatorsandBelvederesthoughMrF。himselfdidnotbelieveforhisobjectionwheninspiritswasthattheimagescouldnotbetruetherebeingnomediumbetweenexpensivequantitiesoflinenbadlygotupandallincreasesandnonewhatever,whichcertainlydoesnotseemprobablethoughperhapsinconsequenceoftheextremesofrichandpoorwhichmayaccountforit。’

  Arthurtriedtoedgeawordin,butFlorahurriedonagain。

  ’VenicePreservedtoo,’saidshe,’IthinkyouhavebeenthereisitwellorillpreservedforpeoplediffersoandMaccaroniiftheyreallyeatitliketheconjurorswhynotcutitshorter,youareacquaintedArthur——dearDoyceandClennamatleastnotdearandmostassuredlynotDoyceforIhavenotthepleasurebutprayexcuseme——acquaintedIbelievewithMantuawhathasitgottodowithMantua-makingforIneverhavebeenabletoconceive?’

  ’Ibelievethereisnoconnection,Flora,betweenthetwo,’Arthurwasbeginning,whenshecaughthimupagain。

  ’Uponyourwordnoisn’tthereIneverdidbutthat’slikemeIrunawaywithanideaandhavingnonetospareIkeepit,alastherewasatimedearArthurthatistosaydecidedlynotdearnorArthurneitherbutyouunderstandmewhenonebrightideagildedthewhat’s-his-namehorizonofetceterabutitisdarklycloudednowandallisover。’

  Arthur’sincreasingwishtospeakofsomethingverydifferentwasbythistimesoplainlywrittenonhisface,thatFlorastoppedinatenderlook,andaskedhimwhatitwas?

  ’Ihavethegreatestdesire,Flora,tospeaktosomeonewhoisnowinthishouse——withMrCasbynodoubt。SomeonewhomIsawcomein,andwho,inamisguidedanddeplorableway,hasdesertedthehouseofafriendofmine。’

  ’Papaseessomanyandsuchoddpeople,’saidFlora,rising,’thatIshouldn’tventuretogodownforanyonebutyouArthurbutforyouIwouldwillinglygodowninadiving-bellmuchmoreadining-

  roomandwillcomebackdirectlyifyou’llmindandatthesametimenotmindMrF。’sAuntwhileI’mgone。’

  Withthosewordsandapartingglance,Florabustledout,leavingClennamunderdreadfulapprehensionofthisterriblecharge。

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