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It was a very dark night when it was all over, and when I set out with

Mr Wopsle on the walk home Beyond toe found a heavy mist out, and

it fell wet and thick The turnpike lamp was a blur, quite out of the

lamp's usual place apparently, and its rays looked solid substance on

the fog We were noticing this, and saying how that the e of wind from a certain quarter of ourunder the lee of the turnpike house

"Halloa!" we said, stopping "Orlick there?"

"Ah!" he answered, slouching out "I was standing by a minute, on the

chance of company"

"You are late," I remarked

Orlick not unnaturally answered, "Well? And you're late"

"We have been," said Mr Wopsle, exalted with his late perfor, Mr Orlick, in an intellectual evening"

Old Orlick growled, as if he had nothing to say about that, and we all

went on together I asked hi his

half-holiday up and don?

"Yes," said he, "all of it I come in behind yourself I didn't see you,

but I uns is