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第82章

And,when I had warmed myself,I turned to the table,on which,by this time,the people of the house had placed my breakfast;and I ate and I drank;and,as I ate and drank,I mused within myself,and my eyes were frequently directed to a small green box,which constituted part of my luggage,and which,with the rest of my things,stood in one corner of the room,till at last,leaving my breakfast unfinished,I rose,and,going to the box,unlocked it,and took out two or three bundles of papers tied with red tape,and,placing them on the table,I resumed my seat and my breakfast,my eyes intently fixed upon the bundles of papers all the time.

And when I had drained the last cup of tea out of a dingy teapot,and ate the last slice of the dingy loaf,I untied one of the bundles,and proceeded to look over the papers,which were closely written over in a singular hand,and I read for some time,till at last I said to myself,'It will do.'And then I looked at the other bundle for some time without untying it;and at last I said,'It will do also.'And then I turned to the fire,and,putting my feet against the sides of the grate,I leaned back on my chair,and,with my eyes upon the fire,fell into deep thought.

And there I continued in thought before the fire,until my eyes closed,and I fell asleep;which was not to be wondered at,after the fatigue and cold which I had lately undergone on the coach-top;and,in my sleep,I imagined myself still there,amidst darkness and rain,hurrying now over wild heaths,and now along roads overhung with thick and umbrageous trees,and sometimes methought I heard the horn of the guard,and sometimes the voice of the coachman,now chiding,now encouraging his horses,as they toiled through the deep and miry ways.At length a tremendous crack of a whip saluted the tympanum of my ear,and I started up broad awake,nearly oversetting the chair on which I reclined-and lo!I was in the dingy room before the fire,which was by this time half extinguished.In my dream I had confounded the noise of the street with those of my night journey;the crack which had aroused me I soon found proceeded from the whip of a carter,who,with many oaths,was flogging his team below the window.

Looking at a clock which stood upon the mantelpiece,I perceived that it was past eleven;whereupon I said to myself,'I am wasting my time foolishly and unprofitably,forgetting that I am now in the big world,without anything to depend upon save my own exertions';and then I adjusted my dress,and,locking up the bundle of papers which I had not read,I tied up the other,and,taking it under my arm,I went downstairs;and,after asking a question or two of the people of the house,I sallied forth into the street with a determined look,though at heart I felt somewhat timorous at the idea of venturing out alone into the mazes of the mighty city,of which I had heard much,but of which,of my own knowledge,I knew nothing.

I had,however,no great cause for anxiety in the present instance;I easily found my way to the place which I was in quest of-one of the many new squares on the northern side of the metropolis,and which was scarcely ten minutes'walk from the street in which I had taken up my abode.Arriving before the door of a tolerably large house which bore a certain number,I stood still for a moment in a kind of trepidation,looking anxiously at the door;I then slowly passed on till I came to the end of the square,where I stood still,and pondered for a while.Suddenly,however,like one who has formed a resolution,I clenched my right hand,flinging my hat somewhat on one side,and,turning back with haste to the door before which I had stopped,I sprang up the steps,and gave a loud rap,ringing at the same time the bell of the area.After the lapse of a minute the door was opened by a maid-servant of no very cleanly or prepossessing appearance,of whom I demanded,in a tone of some hauteur,whether the master of the house was at home.

Glancing for a moment at the white paper bundle beneath my arm,the handmaid made no reply in words,but,with a kind of toss of her head,flung the door open,standing on one side as if to let me enter.I did enter;and the hand-maid,having opened another door on the right hand,went in,and said something which I could not hear:after a considerable pause,however,I heard the voice of a man say,'Let him come in';whereupon the handmaid,coming out,motioned me to enter,and,on my obeying,instantly closed the door behind me.

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