The Old Curiosity Shop


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they do not see thee. She was always gentle with children. The wildest  
would do her bidding - she had a tender way with them, indeed she  
had!'  
Kit had no power to speak. His eyes were filled with tears.  
'
Her little homely dress, - her favourite!' cried the old man, pressing it  
to his breast, and patting it with his shrivelled hand. 'She will miss it  
when she wakes. They have hid it here in sport, but she shall have it -  
she shall have it. I would not vex my darling, for the wide world's  
riches. See here - these shoes - how worn they are - she kept them to  
remind her of our last long journey. You see where the little feet went  
bare upon the ground. They told me, afterwards, that the stones had  
cut and bruised them. She never told me that. No, no, God bless her!  
and, I have remembered since, she walked behind me, sir, that I might  
not see how lame she was - but yet she had my hand in hers, and  
seemed to lead me still.'  
He pressed them to his lips, and having carefully put them back  
again, went on communing with himself - looking wistfully from time  
to time towards the chamber he had lately visited.  
'
She was not wont to be a lie-abed; but she was well then. We must  
have patience. When she is well again, she will rise early, as she used  
to do, and ramble abroad in the healthy morning time. I often tried to  
track the way she had gone, but her small footstep left no print upon  
the dewy ground, to guide me. Who is that? Shut the door. Quick! -  
Have we not enough to do to drive away that marble cold, and keep  
her warm!'  
The door was indeed opened, for the entrance of Mr Garland and his  
friend, accompanied by two other persons. These were the  
schoolmaster, and the bachelor. The former held a light in his hand.  
He had, it seemed, but gone to his own cottage to replenish the  
exhausted lamp, at the moment when Kit came up and found the old  
man alone.  
He softened again at sight of these two friends, and, laying aside the  
angry manner - if to anything so feeble and so sad the term can be  
applied - in which he had spoken when the door opened, resumed his  
former seat, and subsided, by little and little into the old action, and  
the old, dull, wandering sound.  
Of the strangers, he took no heed whatever. He had seen them, but  
appeared quite incapable of interest or curiosity. The younger brother  
stood apart. The bachelor drew a chair towards the old man, and sat  
down close beside him. After a long silence, he ventured to speak.  


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