do you t, then?

    o t Ludgate  raffic  its .

    to her does he live?

    Not muc all. But,  be careful. I o t us find somew

    e ended up at St Pauls. e  in, and I sat in one of t and looked at tatues. I t, I must only get to Lant Street, and t  of tory t Gentleman mig about ts turned against me? Say I met Jo did not need turning; and  be careful. I so study t ious and slo I t of my mot been cautious enoug o her.

    I s Pauls  ts colours, as ternoon turned to nig Dr Cies, noo take us doo our suppers. e er, and a pint of tea . . . C beside me. I ly pink.

    te go about icks of brass, lig   in among them, in a gown of his

    own.

    t . It her

    marked by dust.

    how much money have we now, Charles? I said.

    e ook o a pareet, and wo shillings.

    over.

    O a boy in s-sleeves!

    I said  t back in a day or ter, and a cup of tea.

    London s they lovely?

    ans.

    e crossed t Blackfriars, and from t more carefully still. e kept auck to ter even to ep ook, aking me closer to o see certain familiar tain familiar people—and felt, again, a stir in my , t I t e undo me. turned up to t end of Lant Street and stood looking along it; and my blood rus and my  rose so  I sed against and let my il t slower. hick. I said,

    See t black door, C? ts to my oo run to t door; but I s. It aint safe.

    Not safe?  reets—t looked so dear to my eyes I could  o his.

    Not safe, I said again, ill behind us.