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Chapter 53

           Thelimewasburningwithasluggishstiflingsmell,butthefiresweremadeupandleft,andnoworkmenwerevisible.Hardbywasasmallstone-quarry.Itlaydirectlyinmyway,andhadbeenworkedthatday,asIsawbythetoolsandbarrowsthatwerelyingabout.

           ComingupagaintothemarshleveloutofthisexcavationfortherudepathlaythroughitIsawalightintheoldsluice-house.Iquickenedmypace,andknockedatthedoorwithmyhand.Waitingforsomereply,Ilookedaboutme,noticinghowthesluicewasabandonedandbroken,andhowthehouseofwoodwithatiledroofwouldnotbeproofagainsttheweathermuchlonger,ifitweresoevennow,andhowthemudandoozewerecoatedwithlime,andhowthechokingvaporofthekilncreptinaghostlywaytowardsme.Stilltherewasnoanswer,andIknockedagain.Noanswerstill,andItriedthelatch.

           Itroseundermyhand,andthedooryielded.Lookingin,Isawalightedcandleonatable,abench,andamattressonatrucklebedstead.Astherewasaloftabove,Icalled,"Isthereanyonehere?"butnovoiceanswered.ThenIlookedatmywatch,and,findingthatitwaspastnine,calledagain,"Isthereanyonehere?"Therebeingstillnoanswer,Iwentoutatthedoor,irresolutewhattodo.

           Itwasbeginningtorainfast.SeeingnothingsavewhatIhadseenalready,Iturnedbackintothehouse,andstoodjustwithintheshelterofthedoorway,lookingoutintothenight.

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