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All this ti there,

now apparently glancing up at the strip of sky between the dingy

house tops, non at the cobbles beneath their feet; also

Barnabas noticed that his step, all at once, greer and more

deliberate, as one who hesitates, uncertain as to whether he shall

go on, or turn back It was after one of those swift, upward glances,

that Mr Shrig stopped all at once, seized Barnabas by the ed hi crashed down

and splintered within a yard of them

"What nohat is it?" cried Barnabas

"Win-dictiveness!" sighed Mr Shrig, shaking his head at the -stone, thirty pound if a ounce--Lord! Keep flat

agin the door sir, same as me, they may try another--I don't think

so--still they 'in the door A partic'lar narrer

shave I calls it!" nodded Mr Shrig; "shook ye a bit sir?"

"Yes," said Barnabas, wiping his brow

"Ah well, it shook me--and I'm used to windictiveness A brick now,"

he ain, "a brick I could ha' took kinder,

bricks an' sich I'-stones--Lord love me!"

"But a brick would have killed you just the same--"

"Killed me? A brick? Oh no, sir!"