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They went back again to the gate, intending to wait there now until it

should be opened; but the air was so raw and cold that Little Dorrit,

leading Maggy about in her sleep, kept in hts there, and the door open; and went up the steps

and looked in 'Who's that?' cried a stout oldto bed in a vault 'It's no one particular, sir,' said Little Dorrit 'Stop!' cried the man 'Let's have a look at you!' This caused her to turn back again in the act of going out, and to

present herself and her charge before hiht so!' said he 'I know YOU'

'We have often seen each other,' said Little Dorrit, recognising the

sexton, or the beadle, or the verger, or whatever he was, 'when I have

been at church here' 'More than that, we've got your birth in our Register, you know; you're

one of our curiosities' 'Indeed!' said Little Dorrit 'To be sure

As the child of the--by-the-bye, how did you get out so

early?' 'We were shut out last night, and are waiting to get in'

'You don't ood yet! Come into the

vestry You'll find a fire in the vestry, on account of the painters