•(Continued -from ovu last.) iCHAPTER 4L " Come, move on there J” cried an ever monotonous policeman, stopping before Km. “ You can’t , 6 top here r John said nothing, hut he rose to go whither ho cared not. He -still hoped ■fho had been in some place of refuge for the night, and with the day would ap pear. He was crushed now; the strength of desperation had not been awakened. “ Stand out of the way there !” ex claimed an authoritative voice. John turned hastily round—he had been creeping shiveringly along the footpath. There was a crowd advancing, all talk ing together, and in the centre four men - carrying a stretcher on their .shoulders. 41 J heard a splash last night,” said one, u when I wur hurrvin’ home from . my work, but I din’t think it wur a ’pman.” “ She wur caught in the tow-line of a barge,” responded a second, “an’ that’s how I seed her long hair, bangin’ over it, when I looked into the water list now!” John mechanically followed with the mob. Why was it that he never asked 4 question f Why did he, who had lin gered near and then came back again to that spot all night, now unhesitatingly move away from it ?” He could not have replied to all these queries; it was the working within him of a mightier power than his own will. - He seemed afraid to ask anything, hut as he walked beside that stretcher, covered with a cloth, he endeavoured furtively to catch a sight of some portion of the clothing or person. He felt that the smallest atom of one of Jenny’s dresses, though at that momentunknown, anteineinbiered in pattern, would at once be recognised by his strained sight. And so they came at length to the workhouse, and here the mob stopped, tad the hearers rested their burden.
