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approaching pretty briskly. The driver on coming up to them stopped
his horse and looked earnestly at Nell.
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Didn't you stop to rest at a cottage yonder?' he said.
Yes, sir,' replied the child.
Ah! They asked me to look out for you,' said the man. 'I'm going your
way. Give me your hand - jump up, master.'
This was a great relief, for they were very much fatigued and could
scarcely crawl along. To them the jolting cart was a luxurious
carriage, and the ride the most delicious in the world. Nell had
scarcely settled herself on a little heap of straw in one corner, when
she fell asleep, for the first time that day.
She was awakened by the stopping of the cart, which was about to
turn up a bye-lane. The driver kindly got down to help her out, and
pointing to some trees at a very short distance before them, said that
the town lay there, and that they had better take the path which they
would see leading through the churchyard. Accordingly, towards this
spot, they directed their weary steps.
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