At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread. They’ll know. Without stopping to inquire into the cause of their mirth, or even to ask the names of his guests, the worthy carpenter shook hands with the one-eyed chapmen, slapped Mr. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. Cathy sighed. She would marry him.
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