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I looked up from the pavement and stopped before a dusty shop, above which the lettering had faded, where the red bricks of two hundred years ago had grimed to black; where the windows had gathered to themselves the dust of winters innumerable. I LOOKED UP FROM THE PAVEMENT AND STOPPED BEFORE A DUSTY SHOP ABOVE WHICH THE LETTERING HAD FADED WHERE THE RED BRICKS OF TWO HUNDRED YEARS AGO HAD GRIMED TO BLACK WHERE THE WINDOWS HAD GATHERED TO THEMSELVES THE DUST OF WINTERS INNUMERABLE
nd women looked at the sky and smiled as they went about their work or their pleasure, and the wind blew as blithely as upon the meadows and the scented gorse. But somehow or other I got out of the bustle and the gaiety, and found myself walking slowly along a quiet, dull street, where there seemed to be no sunshine and no air, and where the few foot-passengers loitered as they walked, and hung indecisively about corners and archways. I walked along, hardly knowing where I was going or what I did there, but feeling impelled, as one sometimes is, to explore still further, with a vague idea of reaching some unknown goal. Thus I forged up the street, noting the small traffic of the milk-shop, and wondering at the incongruous medley of penny pipes, black tobacco, sweets, newspapers, and comic songs which here and there jostled one another in the short compass of a single window. I think it was a cold shudder that suddenly passed through me that first told me that I had found what I wanted. OYOUS MORNING AND MEN AND WOMEN LOOKED AT THE SKY AND SMILED AS THEY WENT ABOUT THEIR WORK OR THEIR PLEASURE AND THE WIND BLEW AS BLITHELY AS UPON THE MEADOWS AND THE SCENTED GORSE BUT SOMEHOW OR OTHER I GOT OUT OF THE BUSTLE IN THE GAYETY AND FOUND MYSELF WALKING SLOWLY ALONG A QUIET DULL STREET WHERE THERE SEEMED TO BE NO SUNSHINE AND NO AIR AND WHERE THE FEW FOOT PASSENGERS LOITERED AS THEY WALKED AND HUNG INDECISIVELY ABOUT CORNERS AND ARCHWAYS I WALKED ALONG HARDLY KNOWING WHERE I WAS GOING OR WHAT I DID THERE BUT FEELING IMPELLED AS ONE SOMETIMES IS TO EXPLORE STILL FURTHER WITH A VAGUE IDEA OF REACHING SOME UNKNOWN GOAL THUS I FORGED UP THE STREET NOTING THE SMALL TRAFFIC OF THE MILK SHOP AND WONDERING AT THE INCONGRUOUS MEDLEY OF PENNY PIPES BLACK TOBACCO SWEETS NEWSPAPERS AND COMIC SONGS WHICH HERE AND THERE JOSTLED ONE ANOTHER IN THE SHORT COMPASS OF A SINGLE WINDOW I THINK IT WAS A COLD SHUDDER THAT SUDDENLY PASSED THROUGH ME THAT FIRST TOLD ME THAT I HAD FOUND WHAT I WANTED
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