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The Dawn of A To-morrow | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
Chapter II |
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"I--" he said, feeling the foolishness of the statement, but making it, nevertheless, "I am ill." "Course yer ill. It's yer 'ead. Come along er me an' get a cup er cawfee at a stand, an' buck up. If yer've give me that quid straight-- wish-yer-may-die--I'll go with yer an' get a cup myself. I ain't 'ad a bite since yesterday--an' 't wa'n't nothin' but a slice o' polony sossidge I found on a dust-'eap. Come on, mister." She pulled his coat with her cracked hand. He glanced down at it mechanically, and saw that some of the fissures had bled and the roughened surface was smeared with the blood. They stood together in the small space in which the fog enclosed them--he and she--the man with no To-morrow and the girl thing who seemed as old as himself, with her sharp, small nose and chin, her sharp eyes and voice --and yet--perhaps the fogs enclosing did it--something drew them together in an uncanny way. Something made him forget the lost clew to the lodging-house-- something made him turn and go with her--a thing led in the dark. "How can you find your way?" he said. "I lost mine." "There ain't no fog can lose me," she answered, shuffling along by his side; " 'sides, it's goin' to lift. Look at that man comin' to'ards us." It was true that they could see through the orange-colored mist the approaching figure of a man who was at a yard's distance from them. Yes, it was lifting slightly--at least enough to allow of one's making a guess at the direction in which one moved. "Where are you going?" he asked. "Apple Blossom Court," she answered. "The cawfee-stand's in a street near it--and there's a shop where I can buy things." "Apple Blossom Court!" he ejaculated. "What a name!" "There ain't no apple-blossoms there," chuckling; "nor no smell of 'em. 'T ain't as nice as its nime is--Apple Blossom Court ain't." |
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