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Cranford
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Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
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Miss
Pole
was
very
much
inclined
to
instal
herself
as
a
heroine,
because
of
the
decided
steps
she
had
taken
in
flying
from
the
two
men
and
one
woman,
whom
she
entitled
“that
murderous
gang.”
She
described
their
appearance
in
glowing
colours,
and
I
noticed
that
every
time
she
went
over
the
story
some
fresh
trait
of
villainy
was
added
to
their
appearance.
One
was
tall—
he
grew
to
be
gigantic
in
height
before
we
had
done
with
him;
he
of
course
had
black
hair—
and
by-and-by
it
hung
in
elf-locks
over
his
forehead
and
down
his
back.
The
other
was
short
and
broad—
and
a
hump
sprouted
out
on
his
shoulder
before
we
heard
the
last
of
him;
he
had
red
hair—
which
deepened
into
carroty;
and
she
was
almost
sure
he
had
a
cast
in
the
eye—
a
decided
squint.
As
for
the
woman,
her
eyes
glared,
and
she
was
masculine-looking—
a
perfect
virago;
most
probably
a
man
dressed
in
woman’s
clothes;
afterwards,
we
heard
of
a
beard
on
her
chin,
and
a
manly
voice
and
a
stride.
If
Miss
Pole
was
delighted
to
recount
the
events
of
that
afternoon
to
all
inquirers,
others
were
not
so
proud
of
their
adventures
in
the
robbery
line.
Mr
Hoggins,
the
surgeon,
had
been
attacked
at
his
own
door
by
two
ruffians,
who
were
concealed
in
the
shadow
of
the
porch,
and
so
effectually
silenced
him
that
he
was
robbed
in
the
interval
between
ringing
his
bell
and
the
servant’s
answering
it.
Miss
Pole
was
sure
it
would
turn
out
that
this
robbery
had
been
committed
by
“her
men,”
and
went
the
very
day
she
heard
the
report
to
have
her
teeth
examined,
and
to
question
Mr
Hoggins.
She
came
to
us
afterwards;
so
we
heard
what
she
had
heard,
straight
and
direct
from
the
source,
while
we
were
yet
in
the
excitement
and
flutter
of
the
agitation
caused
by
the
first
intelligence;
for
the
event
had
only
occurred
the
night
before.
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