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BARNABY RUDGE - A TALE OF THE RIOTS OF 'EIGHTY by Charles ...

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and anon he'll be stealing on, on this side, or on that, stoppingwhenever I stop, and thinking I can't see him, though I have my eyeon him sharp enough. Oh! he's a merry fellow. Tell me--is hesilly too? I think he is.''Why?' asked Gabriel.'Because be never tires of mocking me, but does it all day long.--Why don't you come?''Where?''Upstairs. He wants you. Stay--where's HIS shadow? Come. You'rea wise man; tell me that.''Beside him, Barna<strong>by</strong>; beside him, I suppose,' returned the locksmith.'No!' he replied, shaking his head.'Guess again.''Gone out a walking, maybe?''He has changed shadows with a woman,' the idiot whispered in hisear, and then fell back with a look of triumph. 'Her shadow'salways with him, and his with her. That's sport I think, eh?''Barna<strong>by</strong>,' said the locksmith, with a grave look; 'come hither,lad.''I know what you want to say. I know!' he replied, keeping awayfrom him. 'But I'm cunning, I'm silent. I only say so much toyou--are you ready?' As he spoke, he caught up the light, andwaved it with a wild laugh above his head.'Softly--gently,' said the locksmith, exerting all his influence tokeep him calm and quiet. 'I thought you had been asleep.'

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