Lavengro: The Scholar, the Gypsy, the PriestBorrow, George
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Lavengro: The Scholar, the Gypsy, the Priest
Borrow, George
England -- Fiction; Romanies -- Fiction
Looking at a clock which stood upon the mantel-piece, I perceived that it
was past eleven; whereupon I said to myself, "I am wasting my time
foolishly and unprofitably, forgetting that I am now in the big world,
without anything to depend upon save my own exertions"; and then I
adjusted my dress, and, locking up the bundle of papers which I had not
read, I tied up the other, and, taking it under my arm, I went down
stairs; and, after asking a question or two of the people of the house, I
sallied forth into the street with a determined look, though at heart I
felt somewhat timorous at the idea of venturing out alone into the mazes
of the mighty city, of which I had heard much, but of which, of my own
knowledge, I knew nothing.
I had, however, no great cause for anxiety in the present instance; I
easily found my way to the place which I was in quest of--one of the many
new squares on the northern side of the metropolis, and which was
scarcely ten minutes' walk from the street in which I had taken up my
abode. Arriving before the door of a tolerably large house which bore a
certain number, I stood still for a moment in a kind of trepidation,
looking anxiously at the door; I then slowly passed on till I came to the
end of the square, where I stood still and pondered for awhile. Suddenly,
however, like one who has formed a resolution, I clenched my right hand,
flinging my hat somewhat on one side, and, turning back with haste to the
door before which I had stopped, I sprang up the steps, and gave a loud
rap, ringing at the same time the bell of the area. After the lapse of a
minute the door was opened by a maid-servant of no very cleanly or
prepossessing appearance, of whom I demanded, in a tone of some
_hauteur_, whether the master of the house was at home. Glancing for a
moment at the white paper bundle beneath my arm, the handmaid made no
reply in words, but, with a kind of toss of her head, flung the door
open, standing on one side as if to let me enter. I did enter; and the
handmaid, having opened another door on the right hand, went in, and said
something which I could not hear; after a considerable pause, however, I
heard the voice of a man say, "Let him come in"; whereupon the handmaid,
coming out, motioned me to enter, and, on my obeying, instantly closed
the door behind me.
CHAPTER XXX.
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