’ ‘Ah, non?’ Her voice was neutral. The door opened. Brown or Jones, I dare say. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. How long he continued thus he scarcely knew; but just before dawn, he managed to regain his legs, and, crawling up a bank, perceived he was within a quarter of a mile of Tottenham. Here she walked more slowly, looking constantly at the notices in the shop windows. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves.
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