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160 BLACK SHEEP.made her a sufficiently remarkable object to attractJim's attention;but there yvas more thanperception of all these things in the look yvhich hefixeduponher. He stood still,alittle in the shade.Routh did not see him. The lady was — lookingathim, and he saw nothing but her face nothingbut the brilliant dark eyes, so bright for all theworld, so soft for only him; nothing but the crimsonlips, yvhich trembled;the rose-tinted cheek,yvhich paled only at his words — only under hisglance.Her carriage was called. SheCTwalked tovrardsit with her dress sweeping round her, ancl theother people fell back, and let her pass, naturally,and not by the urgency of the dingy- officials yvhobrawl and fight on such occasions. When she hadtaken her seat in the carriage, Routh folloyved her,and then Jim started forward. There was nofootman, so the man with the badge and the lantern,wellknown and prized of unprotected femaleswith a tastefor theatre-going, asked, " Where to?"Jim, quite close, and totally unobserved, " listenedeagerly-. The lady's voice replied, Home.""Home," said the man with the lantern, and
ANOTHER RECOGNITION.161instantly turned his attention to the next departures.Jim Swain glanced at the carriage;it hadno rumble, only a footboard.As it drove offslowly, for the Strand was crowded, he dashedinto the jumble ofcabs and omnibuses and followedit,running desperately, but dexterously too, andsucceeded in keeping up yvith it until, at a pointof comparative obscurity, he clambered up on thefootboard.The carriage rolled westward, and earned JimSwain yvith it until it reached one of the small socalledsquares which are situated between BromptonproperandChelsea. Then it stopped before ahouseyvith aheavystone portico and aheavy stonebalcony.Jim slidlightly to the ground, ancl hidhimselfin the shelter of the heavy stoneportico ofthe adjoining house.Routh got out of the carriage;and when the house-door yvas opened, ancla flood of light issued from it,he handed out thelady. She stood breathing the sweet air amoment,and the light once more touched her face and herdress with a rich radiance." It's her," saidJim." It's her— her and him."" What a lovely night!" said Mrs. Ireton P.VOL. III.M
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ANOTHER RECOGNITION.161instantly turned his attention to the next departures.Jim Swain glanced at the carriage;it hadno rumble, only a footboard.As it drove offslowly, for the Strand was crowded, he dashedinto the jumble ofcabs and omnibuses and followedit,running desperately, but dexterously too, andsucceeded in keeping up yvith it until, at a pointof comparative obscurity, he clambered up on thefootboard.<strong>The</strong> carriage rolled westward, and earned JimSwain yvith it until it reached one of the small socalledsquares which are situated between BromptonproperandChelsea. <strong>The</strong>n it stopped before ahouseyvith aheavystone portico and aheavy stonebalcony.Jim slidlightly to the ground, ancl hidhimselfin the shelter of the heavy stoneportico ofthe adjoining house.Routh got out of the carriage;and when the house-door yvas opened, ancla flood of light issued from it,he handed out thelady. She stood breathing the sweet air amoment,and the light once more touched her face and herdress with a rich radiance." It's her," saidJim." It's her— her and him."" What a lovely night!" said Mrs. Ireton P.VOL. III.M
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