“What can I do?” “Go and see her. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. ” She stopped abruptly, and turned about toward the front door. " "And I will, if I can, depend upon it," answered Sheppard, with a laugh. He was in trouble and she could not help him; that was the ache in her heart. Wood, who had been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was neglecting his employment.
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