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walls，sharpandblack；thestreet，dimandprecipitous，tumblingforwardintotheblue，whencelights，one，two，three，nowalittlebunchtogether，cameprickingout。
TheoldwomanopenedthedoorwhenherangMr。Somerset’sbell。
“Master’sbeencalledaway，“shesaidinhercroakingvoice。“A
burial。’E’adn’ttimetoletyouknow。’Tellthelittlegen’l’man，’
’esaid，’I’msorry。’“
“Allright，“saidJeremy；“thankyou。“
Hedescendedthesteps，thenstoodwherehewas，inthestreet，lookingupanddown。Whocoulddenythatitwasallbeingarrangedforhim？HefeltmorethaneverlikeGodashelookedproudlyabouthim。Everythingservedhispurpose。
Thejinglingofthemoneyinhispocketremindedhimthathemustwastenomoretime。Hestartedoff。
Evenhisprogressthroughthetownseemedwonderful，quiteunattendedatlast，ashehadalwaysallhislifelongedtobe。SosoonasheleftOrangeStreetandenteredthemarkethewascaughtintoagreatcrowd。Itwasallstirringandhummingwithanoisesuchasthebonfirehadalldaybeenmaking。Itwashisfirstintroductiontotheworld——hehadneverbeeninalargecrowdbefore——anditisnottobedeniedbutthathisheartbeatthickandhiskneestrembledalittle。Buthepulledhimselftogether。Whowashetobeafraid？Butthebooksunderhisarmwereanuisance。Hesuddenlydroppedtheminamongstthelegsandbootsofthepeople。
Thereweremanyinterestingsightstobeseeninthemarket-place，buthecouldnotstay，andhefoundhimselfsoon，tohisownsurprise，slippingthroughthepeopleasquietlyandeasilyasthoughhehaddoneitallhisdays，onlyalwayshekepthishandonhismoneylestthatshouldbestolenandhisadventuresuddenlycometonothing。
Heknewhiswayverywell，andsoonhewasattheendofFinchStreetwhichinthosedaysopenedstraightintofieldsandhedges。
Evennow，solittlehasPolchestergrowninthirtyyears，thefieldsandhedgesarenotveryfaraway。Heretherewasastilewithalargewoodenfenceoneithersideofit，andared-facedmansaying：
“Payyoursixpencesnow！Comealong……payyoursixpencesnow。“
Crowdsofpeoplewerepassingthroughthestile，jostlingoneanother，pressingandpushing，butallapparentlyingoodtemper，fortherewasagreatdealoflaughterandmerriment。Fromtheothersideofthefencecameatorrentofsound，sodiscordantandsotumultuousthatitwasimpossibletoseparatetheelementsofitonefromanother——screams，shrieks，thebellowingofanimals，andthemonotonousriseandfallofscrapsoftune，severalbarsofoneandthenbarsofanother，andtheneverythinglosttogetherinthegeneralbabel；andtotherightofhimJeremycouldseenotveryfarawayquietfieldswithcowsgrazing，andthedarkgravewoodonthehorizon。
Wouldheventure？Foramomenthisheartfailedhim——awaveofsomethingthreateningandterriblypowerfulseemedtocomeouttohimthroughthestile，andthepeoplewhowerepassinginlookedlargeandfierce。Thenhesawtwosmallboys，theirwholebearingoneofaudaciousboldness，pushthrough。Hewasnotgoingtobebeaten。Hefollowedamanwithabacklikeawall。“One，please，“hesaid。
“’Comealongnow……payyoursixpences……payyoursixpences，“
criedtheman。Hewasthrough。Hesteppedatonceintosomethingthathadforhimalltheelementsofthemostterrifyingandenchantingoffairytales。Hewasplanted，itseemed，inagiantworld。Atfirsthecouldseenothingbutthehighandthickbodiesofthepeoplewhomovedoneverysideofhim；hepeeredundershoulders，hewaslostamongstlegsandarms，hewalkedsuddenlyintowaistcoatbuttonsandwasflungthenceontowalkingsticks。
Butitwas，ifhehadknownit，themostmagicalhourofallforhimtohavechosen。Itwasthemomentwhenthesun，sinkingbehindthewoodsandhills，leavesafaintwhitecrystalskyandaworldtransformedinaninstantfromsharpoutlinesandmaterialformintocolouredmistandrisingvapour。TheFairalsowastransformed，puttingforwardallitslightsandbecoming，aftertheglaringtawdinessoftheday，aplaceofshadowandsuddencirclesofflameanddimobscurity。
Lights，evenasJeremywatched，sprangintotheair，wavered，faltered，hesitated，thenrockedintoasteadyglow，onlyshiftingalittlewiththehaze。Oneithersideofhimwererough，woodenstalls，andthesewereilluminatedwithgas，whichsizzledandhissedlikeangrysnakes。Thestallswerecoveredwitheverythinginventedbyman；hereasweetstall，witht
