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ce,toMr.Lorry,asthey
beganascendingthestairs.
“Ishealone?”thelatterwhispered.
“Alone!Godhelphim,whoshouldbewithhim!”saidtheother,
inthesamelowvoice.
“Ishealwaysalone,then?”
“Yes.”
“Ofhisowndesire?”
“Ofhisownnecessity.Ashewas,whenIfirstsawhimafter
theyfoundmeanddemandedtoknowifIwouldtakehim,and,at
myperilbediscreetashewasthen,soheisnow.”
“Heisgreatlychanged?”
“Changed!”
Thekeeperofthewine-shopstoppedtostrikethewallwithhis
hand,andmutteratremendouscurse.Nodirectanswercould
havebeenhalfsoforcible.Mr.Lorry’sspiritsgrewheavierand
heavier,asheandhistwocompanionsascendedhigherand
higher.
Suchastaircase,withitsaccessories,intheolderandmore
crowdedpartsofParis,wouldbebadenoughnowbut,atthat
time,itwasvileindeedtounaccustomedandunharden