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Cranford
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Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
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When
Miss
Pole
heard
of
this,
she
nodded
her
head
in
great
satisfaction.
She
had
been
sure
we
should
hear
of
something
happening
in
Cranford
that
night;
and
we
had
heard.
It
was
clear
enough
they
had
first
proposed
to
attack
her
house;
but
when
they
saw
that
she
and
Betty
were
on
their
guard,
and
had
carried
off
the
plate,
they
had
changed
their
tactics
and
gone
to
Mrs
Jamieson’s,
and
no
one
knew
what
might
have
happened
if
Carlo
had
not
barked,
like
a
good
dog
as
he
was!
Poor
Carlo!
his
barking
days
were
nearly
over.
Whether
the
gang
who
infested
the
neighbourhood
were
afraid
of
him,
or
whether
they
were
revengeful
enough,
for
the
way
in
which
he
had
baffled
them
on
the
night
in
question,
to
poison
him;
or
whether,
as
some
among
the
more
uneducated
people
thought,
he
died
of
apoplexy,
brought
on
by
too
much
feeding
and
too
little
exercise;
at
any
rate,
it
is
certain
that,
two
days
after
this
eventful
night,
Carlo
was
found
dead,
with
his
poor
legs
stretched
out
stiff
in
the
attitude
of
running,
as
if
by
such
unusual
exertion
he
could
escape
the
sure
pursuer,
Death.
We
were
all
sorry
for
Carlo,
the
old
familiar
friend
who
had
snapped
at
us
for
so
many
years;
and
the
mysterious
mode
of
his
death
made
us
very
uncomfortable.
Could
Signor
Brunoni
be
at
the
bottom
of
this?
He
had
apparently
killed
a
canary
with
only
a
word
of
command;
his
will
seemed
of
deadly
force;
who
knew
but
what
he
might
yet
be
lingering
in
the
neighbourhood
willing
all
sorts
of
awful
things!
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