Page 31 (1/2)

It was a double house, with long, narrow,

heavily-frao, it had had it in its mind to

slide down sideways; it had been propped up, however, and was leaning on

sohbouring

cats, weather-stained, sroeeds,

appeared in these latter days to be no very sure reliance

'Nothing changed,' said the traveller, stopping to look round 'Dark and

ht in uished since I caed my box over this pavement Well, well, well!'

He went up to the door, which had a projecting canopy in carved work

of festooned jack-towels and children's heads ater on the brain,

designed after a once-popularstep was soon heard on the stone floor of the hall, and the

door was opened by an old man, bent and dried, but with keen eyes

He had a candle in his hand, and he held it up for a moment to assist

his keen eyes 'Ah, Mr Arthur?' he said, without any emotion, 'you are