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At the sound, I saw the man start and hesitate for an instant in his stride: and in that instant, though he held on his pace and was lost to sight around the street-corner, I recognised him and understood the limp. Nobody answered Mr. Trapp's knock, though he repeated it four or five times. He stepped back into the roadway and scanned the unshuttered upper windows.
Trapp's sayings but tremulously: indeed, more than once her eyes brimmed as she gazed across the table. "You cannot think how happy I am!" she almost whispered, and broke off to draw my attention to a young officer who had entered the shop, with two ladies in fresh summer gowns of sprigged muslin, and who stood by the counter buying sweetmeats.
"Oh it's you!" he exclaimed, recognising me through my soot. "Mr. Plinlimmon " I began. "I didn't do it. I didn't " He broke off. "For Heaven's sake, how are we to get down out of this?" "There's no way on the street side," I answered, "unless " He took me up short. "The street? We can't go that way it's as much as my neck's worth. Yours, too." "Mr. Trapp's waiting for me," I answered stupidly.
She enclosed one-and-ninepence in the missive: and so obtained her work-box after all it being, by a miracle, still unsold. It was exactly seven weeks later that is to say, on the evening of June 18th, 1811 that as I stood in the doorway whistling Come, cheer up, my lads, to Mrs. Trapp's tame blackbird, the old Jew slop-dealer came shuffling up the alley and demanded word with my master.
A handkerchief was found on the top of the cliff marked "D.F.," and Field's hat was found among the rocks along the shore. A warrant was issued for Trapp's arrest, and he was hunted high and low by a posse of constables, but not taken. And meanwhile Field was lying unconscious in an old farm-house by the lake-side a mile or two north.
"They fly by night, and assail infants in the nurse's absence." "Even the ill-boding owl is declared a bird of good omen." "The Stygian owl gives sad omens in a thousand places." "A feather of the night owl." "And, on her palace top, The lonely owl with oft repeated scream Complains, and spins into a dismal length Her baleful shrieks." Trapp's Trans. "And sell bodies torn from their tombs."
I told him I believed several, but I could not possibly remember; for that I had never read any but Dr. Trapp's. "Ay," said he, "that is a curious piece indeed!" I then acquainted him with the discovery made by Mr. Warburton of the Elusinian mysteries couched in his sixth book. "What mysteries?" said Mr. Addison. "The Elusinian," answered Virgil, "which I have disclosed in my sixth book."
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