"As this is your regular abode, Miss Summerson, you see," he observed, "I should like to know whether you've been asked for by any stranger answering the description, or whether Mr. Jarndyce has. I don't much expect it, but it might be."
As we ascended the hill, he looked about him with a sharp eye--the day was now breaking--and reminded me that I had come down it one night, as I had reason for remembering, with my little servant and poor Jo, whom he called Toughey.
I wondered how he knew that.
"When you passed a man upon the road, just yonder, you know," said Mr. Bucket.
Yes, I remembered that too, very well.
"That was me," said Mr. Bucket.
Seeing my surprise, he went on, "I drove down in a gig that afternoon to look after that boy. You might have heard my wheels when you came out to look after him yourself, for I was aware of you and your little maid going up when I was walking the horse down. Making an inquiry or two about him in the town, I soon heard what company he was in and was coming among the brick-fields to look for him when I observed you bringing him home here."

"As this is your regular home, Miss Summerson," he observed, "I should like to know whether you've been asked for by any stranger answering the description. I don't much expect it, but it might be."
As we ascended the hill, he looked about him with a sharp eye - the day was now breaking - and reminded me that I had come down it one night with my little servant and poor Jo.
"When you passed a man upon the road, just yonder, that was me," said Mr. Bucket.
Seeing my surprise, he went on, "I drove down in a gig that afternoon to look for that boy. Making inquiry about him in the town, I soon heard what company he was in and was coming among the brick-fields to look for him, when I observed you bringing him home here."
